Poetry competition CLOSED 13th April 2012 4:50am
WINNER
mjs211 (MikeTheEngineer)
mjs211 (MikeTheEngineer)
RUNNER-UP:
Kou_Indigo
Contrast
Poetry Contest Description
Write a poem with a lot of contrast
I love contrast in almost everything.
Write a poem on any subject that has a lot of contrast in it.
For example you can hate that you love someone, or love that you hate them...you can desire someone that you can't stand...etc
Here is one I wrote a bit ago:
Addicted
Mesmerized by your eyes of steel
cutting through my soul
Tormented by their painful appeal
I lose all control
Fascinated by your vicious tongue
slashing my ev'ry breath
Horrified as you rob each lung
I grow closer to death
Obsessed by the black hole of your heart
beating down my dreams
Bewildered as you rip me apart
I tear at the seams
Addicted to your abusive ways
shredding away my life
Weakened by your fiery blaze
I yearn to be your wife
Please do one better than that
No boundaries...just have fun with it
Write a poem on any subject that has a lot of contrast in it.
For example you can hate that you love someone, or love that you hate them...you can desire someone that you can't stand...etc
Here is one I wrote a bit ago:
Mesmerized by your eyes of steel
cutting through my soul
Tormented by their painful appeal
I lose all control
Fascinated by your vicious tongue
slashing my ev'ry breath
Horrified as you rob each lung
I grow closer to death
Obsessed by the black hole of your heart
beating down my dreams
Bewildered as you rip me apart
I tear at the seams
Addicted to your abusive ways
shredding away my life
Weakened by your fiery blaze
I yearn to be your wife
Please do one better than that
No boundaries...just have fun with it
raorrick said:I love contrast in almost everything.
Write a poem on any subject that has a lot of contrast in it.
For example you can hate that you love someone, or love that you hate them...you can desire someone that you can't stand...etc
Here is one I wrote a bit ago:
Addicted
Mesmerized by your eyes of steel
cutting through my soul
Tormented by their painful appeal
I lose all control
Fascinated by your vicious tongue
slashing my ev'ry breath
Horrified as you rob each lung
I grow closer to death
Obsessed by the black hole of your heart
beating down my dreams
Bewildered as you rip me apart
I tear at the seams
Addicted to your abusive ways
shredding away my life
Weakened by your fiery blaze
I yearn to be your wife
Please do one better than that
No boundaries...just have fun with it
I thought that was great rachel
Write a poem on any subject that has a lot of contrast in it.
For example you can hate that you love someone, or love that you hate them...you can desire someone that you can't stand...etc
Here is one I wrote a bit ago:
Mesmerized by your eyes of steel
cutting through my soul
Tormented by their painful appeal
I lose all control
Fascinated by your vicious tongue
slashing my ev'ry breath
Horrified as you rob each lung
I grow closer to death
Obsessed by the black hole of your heart
beating down my dreams
Bewildered as you rip me apart
I tear at the seams
Addicted to your abusive ways
shredding away my life
Weakened by your fiery blaze
I yearn to be your wife
Please do one better than that
No boundaries...just have fun with it
I thought that was great rachel
Amnesiac , Insomniac (Written in 2010)
I tried to forget you
amnesiac , don't look back
but all that I look to
takes me back , insomniac
ingrained in brain tissue
memory back , sanity slack
each other in miss-use
It stains the pain , into black
each day I feign
but still I'm cracked
a viral strain
once again has hacked
infecting sections
of my sanity tract
altering directions
to off the beaten track
forget the condemnations
lets try to get it back
close up the canyons
re-join all the atoms
stop all this madness
from ever happening .
I tried to forget you
amnesiac , don't look back
but all that I look to
takes me back , insomniac
ingrained in brain tissue
memory back , sanity slack
each other in miss-use
It stains the pain , into black
each day I feign
but still I'm cracked
a viral strain
once again has hacked
infecting sections
of my sanity tract
altering directions
to off the beaten track
forget the condemnations
lets try to get it back
close up the canyons
re-join all the atoms
stop all this madness
from ever happening .
Black And White
If you think
in black and white
then everything
isn't always right .
You can miss out the facts
that then holds you back
statistical , political
no-alls who
just don't really know
critical , hypocritical
basing life on a public poll .
What is to be
we cannot see
don't live in the land
of negativity
which holds up hands
that harbour worry
all desert sands
were once a sea
don't give up on
positivity
the best can come
from the most risky .
If the world
was black and white
then we wouldn't
have any colour
in our sight .
If you think
in black and white
then everything
isn't always right .
You can miss out the facts
that then holds you back
statistical , political
no-alls who
just don't really know
critical , hypocritical
basing life on a public poll .
What is to be
we cannot see
don't live in the land
of negativity
which holds up hands
that harbour worry
all desert sands
were once a sea
don't give up on
positivity
the best can come
from the most risky .
If the world
was black and white
then we wouldn't
have any colour
in our sight .
Romance is a dying language
Tell me in French
so unwelcome words are disguised --
I'll see dandelion seeds drifting across
and along the late summer's curves
instead
Or Italian
the language of red spread by sweeping of arms
engaged by tongues drumming
emphasized by light
and warm and sun
and I'll forget
You could try to put it straight in German
a charge rumbling my spine
piercing, getting it through
possibly for real this time --
though, I wouldn't advise you to tell me in Spanish
Its music wouldn't even let me hear
what it was you meant to say
I could read best
your expressions, the lines that toast
your elements
I'd fondle them like braille
but would never speak their sounds
Or
you could wait another day
perhaps...
but I'm sure I'd listen more intently
if you didn't say, "the end"
at all
Tell me in French
so unwelcome words are disguised --
I'll see dandelion seeds drifting across
and along the late summer's curves
instead
Or Italian
the language of red spread by sweeping of arms
engaged by tongues drumming
emphasized by light
and warm and sun
and I'll forget
You could try to put it straight in German
a charge rumbling my spine
piercing, getting it through
possibly for real this time --
though, I wouldn't advise you to tell me in Spanish
Its music wouldn't even let me hear
what it was you meant to say
I could read best
your expressions, the lines that toast
your elements
I'd fondle them like braille
but would never speak their sounds
Or
you could wait another day
perhaps...
but I'm sure I'd listen more intently
if you didn't say, "the end"
at all
Silence will only hinder me
Walking through the middle of town
so far away from home surrounded.
People everywhere when all I need
is an escape, the noise of everyday
boring through my bursting skull.
Stabbing thoughts of where you are,
where you could, where you will.
Are you lost? To me now you must be.
Like a scarab in the roasting sun
I scurry through the empty bodies,
the nothings, the no ones, the not yous.
I run down a small vacant street to stand
to fathom and scour for rationality,
but I'm paused,
I'm blocked,
I'm silenced by the quiet, deafening street.
I need to get in those crowds, those
unattended herds of moving nobodies.
For if I stay in the silence
I will never find you.
Walking through the middle of town
so far away from home surrounded.
People everywhere when all I need
is an escape, the noise of everyday
boring through my bursting skull.
Stabbing thoughts of where you are,
where you could, where you will.
Are you lost? To me now you must be.
Like a scarab in the roasting sun
I scurry through the empty bodies,
the nothings, the no ones, the not yous.
I run down a small vacant street to stand
to fathom and scour for rationality,
but I'm paused,
I'm blocked,
I'm silenced by the quiet, deafening street.
I need to get in those crowds, those
unattended herds of moving nobodies.
For if I stay in the silence
I will never find you.
The Masquerade
A masquerade ball for the ages!
Tuxedoed and ball-gowned
we picked up our masks:
I wore Comedy,
and you, Tragedy.
What perfect foils
for the perfect couple.
When we arrived
we fell to drinking,
as is the custom for people
hiding life behind the tension-lines
on their faces.
And I, being glad
that the alcohol and friends
and the bantering laughs
had me pinned into the moment,
reveled in the respite
from everything outside it.
I prescribed myself
that usual over-the-counter remedy
of beer and a friendly crowd
between her and I.
I was the spitting image of Puck
(though as the night wore on
I became a bit more like Nick Bottom).
And when they found you
crying in the bathroom,
they pulled off your mask
to see your face
and the pain within.
As if they hoped
they wouldn't see Tragedy
upon tragedy. What fools,
who came to Macbeth
expecting survivors!
It's odd to realize
that we hid our faces
behind our souls that night.
A masquerade ball for the ages!
Tuxedoed and ball-gowned
we picked up our masks:
I wore Comedy,
and you, Tragedy.
What perfect foils
for the perfect couple.
When we arrived
we fell to drinking,
as is the custom for people
hiding life behind the tension-lines
on their faces.
And I, being glad
that the alcohol and friends
and the bantering laughs
had me pinned into the moment,
reveled in the respite
from everything outside it.
I prescribed myself
that usual over-the-counter remedy
of beer and a friendly crowd
between her and I.
I was the spitting image of Puck
(though as the night wore on
I became a bit more like Nick Bottom).
And when they found you
crying in the bathroom,
they pulled off your mask
to see your face
and the pain within.
As if they hoped
they wouldn't see Tragedy
upon tragedy. What fools,
who came to Macbeth
expecting survivors!
It's odd to realize
that we hid our faces
behind our souls that night.
Daddy love me, daddy go.
Heres your child standing here,
Streching out her arms.
Heres your child standing here,
Faced away from you- fists clenched tight.
Daddy leave me,
Standing there, in a distant land,
in sands pure as white.
So that I may dye it,
pink as love,
Or black as angry eyes,
That watch you as you fly-
Far, far away.
Daddy love me.
Daddy go-
So I can't see that face.
One I love a deal to much,
Yet one I wish to hate.
Daddy love me-
hug me hold me.
Daddy go away-
Dissapear from my heart,
And fade away someday.
Heres your child standing here,
Streching out her arms.
Heres your child standing here,
Faced away from you- fists clenched tight.
Daddy leave me,
Standing there, in a distant land,
in sands pure as white.
So that I may dye it,
pink as love,
Or black as angry eyes,
That watch you as you fly-
Far, far away.
Daddy love me.
Daddy go-
So I can't see that face.
One I love a deal to much,
Yet one I wish to hate.
Daddy love me-
hug me hold me.
Daddy go away-
Dissapear from my heart,
And fade away someday.
- In the Forest of the Fair Folk -
A Maiden’s Journey Into Shadow
Act I - Doomed Through Love (Dawn)
The sun was rising above…
I watched him walk, a beautiful man in every way,
Androgynous and almost feminine in his beauty…
And I beheld in him some quality akin to my heart.
He was deep in thought, his long hair to thus sway,
Seeing me not, though I stood behind a nearby tree.
I watched him walk, and I wept to see him depart.
He sucked in his breath as he paced in the woods,
Inhaling a breath of fresh air, in the cool of autumn.
The smoke of his campfire blew across his face…
Embers flicked away, to fall with softly silent thuds.
His head was downcast in a sorrow I have known!
Dark: unlike his garments of whitest silk, and lace.
I emerged from where I watched and waited prior,
And that is where it began, our mutual seduction…
How that fey prince wished he not met me, thusly!
But alas, he saw me and his gaze was like a fire…
It burned in rhythm to my soul without destruction.
But, when he reached out his hand towards me…
He became mortal, no longer elfin from his desire.
And so I doomed him, through love.
Act II - A Waltz of Light and Shadow (Dusk)
Shadows haunted the wild places of green lands…
Where I recalled the fading light as in divine hands.
In the later between hours when golden is the hue,
Of those shafts which shoot like arrows, betwixt…
The trees of the forest where the fair folk do dwell;
I did spy an uncanny glow, of a gentlest azure blue.
For, the woods I walked in were thus bewitched…
That they were often the talk of the folk in the dell!
Oh, how that glow ensnared my will, and kept me,
Walking upon paths that seemed enchanted, verily.
A lesser soul would have thought it so unwise, yet:
I was bound to follow my course, until it had run…
Into that darkness, where the shadows did chase,
The light, from where between all the trees it crept.
I did behold, where it was, that glow had begun…
Which, had so captivated me, with its’ palest face.
For, in the grove of willow trees, a lady did dance,
Of: a fey kindred, she, who did so sweetly prance.
I did so join her in her folly, more a fool I for this…
And yet in her dark waltz I had found a truer bliss!
A Maiden’s Journey Into Shadow
Act I - Doomed Through Love (Dawn)
The sun was rising above…
I watched him walk, a beautiful man in every way,
Androgynous and almost feminine in his beauty…
And I beheld in him some quality akin to my heart.
He was deep in thought, his long hair to thus sway,
Seeing me not, though I stood behind a nearby tree.
I watched him walk, and I wept to see him depart.
He sucked in his breath as he paced in the woods,
Inhaling a breath of fresh air, in the cool of autumn.
The smoke of his campfire blew across his face…
Embers flicked away, to fall with softly silent thuds.
His head was downcast in a sorrow I have known!
Dark: unlike his garments of whitest silk, and lace.
I emerged from where I watched and waited prior,
And that is where it began, our mutual seduction…
How that fey prince wished he not met me, thusly!
But alas, he saw me and his gaze was like a fire…
It burned in rhythm to my soul without destruction.
But, when he reached out his hand towards me…
He became mortal, no longer elfin from his desire.
And so I doomed him, through love.
Act II - A Waltz of Light and Shadow (Dusk)
Shadows haunted the wild places of green lands…
Where I recalled the fading light as in divine hands.
In the later between hours when golden is the hue,
Of those shafts which shoot like arrows, betwixt…
The trees of the forest where the fair folk do dwell;
I did spy an uncanny glow, of a gentlest azure blue.
For, the woods I walked in were thus bewitched…
That they were often the talk of the folk in the dell!
Oh, how that glow ensnared my will, and kept me,
Walking upon paths that seemed enchanted, verily.
A lesser soul would have thought it so unwise, yet:
I was bound to follow my course, until it had run…
Into that darkness, where the shadows did chase,
The light, from where between all the trees it crept.
I did behold, where it was, that glow had begun…
Which, had so captivated me, with its’ palest face.
For, in the grove of willow trees, a lady did dance,
Of: a fey kindred, she, who did so sweetly prance.
I did so join her in her folly, more a fool I for this…
And yet in her dark waltz I had found a truer bliss!
- New Wings to Fly -
A Song about Understanding
I was there to make you smile, but you’d rather just frown…
You’d rather wear dark rags than a beautiful gown!
I was there to sing you songs, and we laughed in the night…
You’d rather sing to yourself in some lonely blight!
Did I shine too brightly for your own eyes to look into mine?
Didn’t I give you a whole eternity of my time?
Now I wait in the shadows for some new love to come by,
And I find myself needing new wings to fly.
My heart is always breaking, but you just keep going on…
It’s like you can’t see that there’s something wrong.
It’s not enough to make the nightmares end with the light;
It’s not enough to dry the falling tears tonight!
What good are promises when you’ll just break them again?
Why not just admit that we are all born to sin!
Dance with me in the fire, and I’ll give you new wings to fly,
Why not take my hand, until it makes us both sigh!
We could kiss in the dark until the sweat pours on down…
Would you be my princess, and wear the crown?
We could watch the sun set until the night enfolds us whole,
Make of life a game, and play this brand new role!
Too seriously you take life, and you’ll lose all your desire…
So why not take my hand, and we’ll dance in the fire!
You’re just waiting in the shadows; you’re the same as I,
Soon you’ll find yourself needing new wings to fly.
Your heart is always breaking, in the light of a new sun…
It’s like you can’t see that you’ve only just begun.
It’s not enough to think the nightmares will stay away;
It’s not enough to just sit around and pray!
What good are prayers when your heart is not sincere?
Why not just admit that we all give in to fear!
But dance with me in the fire, and we’ll touch the sky…
We can give each other brand new wings to fly!
A Song about Understanding
I was there to make you smile, but you’d rather just frown…
You’d rather wear dark rags than a beautiful gown!
I was there to sing you songs, and we laughed in the night…
You’d rather sing to yourself in some lonely blight!
Did I shine too brightly for your own eyes to look into mine?
Didn’t I give you a whole eternity of my time?
Now I wait in the shadows for some new love to come by,
And I find myself needing new wings to fly.
My heart is always breaking, but you just keep going on…
It’s like you can’t see that there’s something wrong.
It’s not enough to make the nightmares end with the light;
It’s not enough to dry the falling tears tonight!
What good are promises when you’ll just break them again?
Why not just admit that we are all born to sin!
Dance with me in the fire, and I’ll give you new wings to fly,
Why not take my hand, until it makes us both sigh!
We could kiss in the dark until the sweat pours on down…
Would you be my princess, and wear the crown?
We could watch the sun set until the night enfolds us whole,
Make of life a game, and play this brand new role!
Too seriously you take life, and you’ll lose all your desire…
So why not take my hand, and we’ll dance in the fire!
You’re just waiting in the shadows; you’re the same as I,
Soon you’ll find yourself needing new wings to fly.
Your heart is always breaking, in the light of a new sun…
It’s like you can’t see that you’ve only just begun.
It’s not enough to think the nightmares will stay away;
It’s not enough to just sit around and pray!
What good are prayers when your heart is not sincere?
Why not just admit that we all give in to fear!
But dance with me in the fire, and we’ll touch the sky…
We can give each other brand new wings to fly!
Contrast
Your white on my brown
My smile on your frown
Your giving to my servility
Your pride to my dignity
Your thrusts to my push
Your rhythm in tune
In music discordant
within our pulsing needs
Your scream to my sigh
Your tenseness to my softening
your losing to my finding
as we fly towards pleasure skies
You and I, my love
the tropics to the temperate
the cold to the heat
as we cleave.
Your white on my brown
My smile on your frown
Your giving to my servility
Your pride to my dignity
Your thrusts to my push
Your rhythm in tune
In music discordant
within our pulsing needs
Your scream to my sigh
Your tenseness to my softening
your losing to my finding
as we fly towards pleasure skies
You and I, my love
the tropics to the temperate
the cold to the heat
as we cleave.
This is an old poem- I don't know if this is allowed- if not- my apologies!!!!!!!!!!!
Too Much
I hate too much,
I smile too much,
I hate that I always feel a demand,
To smile at everyone and everything.
I love too much,
I crave too much,
I love what I crave, I crave love,
But the continuous craving sends love away.
I want too much,
I waste too much,
I waste any chance of getting what I want,
Wanting anything is therefore a waste.
I need too much,
I force too much,
I need to feel a force behind me, supporting me,
But the need to protect myself from any force takes away my support.
I hate too much,
I trust too much,
I hate that I always trust in who and what I shouldn’t,
And then finish trusting in my hate excessively.
I love too much,
I cry too much,
I have become accustomed to knowing how it feels to cry,
And so, to love and to keep to what you know, means I cry at even love.
Too Much
I hate too much,
I smile too much,
I hate that I always feel a demand,
To smile at everyone and everything.
I love too much,
I crave too much,
I love what I crave, I crave love,
But the continuous craving sends love away.
I want too much,
I waste too much,
I waste any chance of getting what I want,
Wanting anything is therefore a waste.
I need too much,
I force too much,
I need to feel a force behind me, supporting me,
But the need to protect myself from any force takes away my support.
I hate too much,
I trust too much,
I hate that I always trust in who and what I shouldn’t,
And then finish trusting in my hate excessively.
I love too much,
I cry too much,
I have become accustomed to knowing how it feels to cry,
And so, to love and to keep to what you know, means I cry at even love.
Leaning on a lamppost (yes inspiration from the song :D)
Leaning on a lamppost
With nothing but appeal
Pressed against the lamppost
Shivering from steel
Dreaming of meeting you here
With it dug into my side
I'd wait for you forever
But now it's comfort verses time...
Leaning on a lamppost
With nothing but appeal
Pressed against the lamppost
Shivering from steel
Dreaming of meeting you here
With it dug into my side
I'd wait for you forever
But now it's comfort verses time...
Anonymous
I wanted a man who was handsome
I did not realize he was vain
I wanted a man who was rich
I did not realize he was cheap
I wanted a man who would satisfy me
I did not realize he would cheat
I wanted a man who loved children
I found out he was fucking the babysitter
I wanted a doctor or a lawyer
I got the lawyer at a price
I wanted a manly man
I did not know this came with violence
I wanted a gentle man
I did not know he was bisexual
My husband said he loved me
My husband promised to be true
My husband wanted children
My husband promised everything
Until we got divorced
