Poetry competition CLOSED 23rd June 2012 1:37pm
WINNER
Diviy (The Illusionist ofSorrow)
Diviy (The Illusionist ofSorrow)
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how do you think?
Anonymous
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Seeming as I'm both,
Men and women are
To put in simple words
Understandable at best.
They have there moments of confusion
Stubborness and hate
But they both operate
They help eachother out
Hurt eachother too
Make love, not war, for eachother
But the competitons aren't few.
As a woman I am no different
Than I am when I'm a man.
The personalities are the same
Just like the Raggedys, Andy and Anne.
Overall they are the same
They just have different parts.
Men's make them more arrogant
And women show their hearts.
So in some ways they are different
But mostly they are not
But that's just my opinion
It depends on what we're taught.
Men and women are
To put in simple words
Understandable at best.
They have there moments of confusion
Stubborness and hate
But they both operate
They help eachother out
Hurt eachother too
Make love, not war, for eachother
But the competitons aren't few.
As a woman I am no different
Than I am when I'm a man.
The personalities are the same
Just like the Raggedys, Andy and Anne.
Overall they are the same
They just have different parts.
Men's make them more arrogant
And women show their hearts.
So in some ways they are different
But mostly they are not
But that's just my opinion
It depends on what we're taught.
feminine as I am
I think of sadness
I dream of happiness and life
I always think of death
I think of the other sex
of somebody who will love me
for who I am
somebody who won't judge me
for my inheritance
for my upbringing of embarrassement
I dream of my own world
how beautiful it would be
if it were only me
and everybody else were free
I'm into guns and motorcycles
not makeup and nail polish
I'm not like other girls
I love to live life on the edge
no regrets
I am calm in the most uptight situations
I am one of the best liars
I'll twist you around my little finger
and you won't ever realize it
But you will know when I tell the truth
There are certain things I will never make up
so now you know how I think
would you like another drink?
I think of sadness
I dream of happiness and life
I always think of death
I think of the other sex
of somebody who will love me
for who I am
somebody who won't judge me
for my inheritance
for my upbringing of embarrassement
I dream of my own world
how beautiful it would be
if it were only me
and everybody else were free
I'm into guns and motorcycles
not makeup and nail polish
I'm not like other girls
I love to live life on the edge
no regrets
I am calm in the most uptight situations
I am one of the best liars
I'll twist you around my little finger
and you won't ever realize it
But you will know when I tell the truth
There are certain things I will never make up
so now you know how I think
would you like another drink?
they are cruel
imon my knees
in the middle of the street
they just pass me by
im not there
they just walk around me
the world is cruel
men and womenonly care for them selves
putting on a front
kindness only soothes their souls
that is if they had any
feeding others lies
to protect themselves
careing to gain friends
there is no such thing are joy
its all an illusion
survial the fittest
i had no chance to begin with
imon my knees
in the middle of the street
they just pass me by
im not there
they just walk around me
the world is cruel
men and womenonly care for them selves
putting on a front
kindness only soothes their souls
that is if they had any
feeding others lies
to protect themselves
careing to gain friends
there is no such thing are joy
its all an illusion
survial the fittest
i had no chance to begin with
Touch
Take away their cages
Of bone and blood
and are they really
so different?
Both wanting, needing
craving attention.
Physical bodies are
just another aspect
meant to lock in secrets
fetish
hunger
emotion.
We're all mouth-watering
assailants,
waiting to strike.
Sexual and alive,
both men and women are ravenous
for the touch
of another being
not always erotic,
just a touch
we crave it.
Take away their cages
Of bone and blood
and are they really
so different?
Both wanting, needing
craving attention.
Physical bodies are
just another aspect
meant to lock in secrets
fetish
hunger
emotion.
We're all mouth-watering
assailants,
waiting to strike.
Sexual and alive,
both men and women are ravenous
for the touch
of another being
not always erotic,
just a touch
we crave it.
red jellybean, yellow jellybean
Sickly but gorgeous, and easy on the eye,
I'm bitter, and dark like a kiss in the summer
Like red wine I leave a sting on your tongue,
you leaving none
In such a crowded place we've done just fine.
You are simpler more unique; yellow really suits you
I'm a girl who likes to lie down, never wondering why we do
Like pineapple your taste is acquired;
but to those like me you're highly admired
In a packet so tight we're doing alright.
Cos' I'm a red jellybean, learning red jellybean things;
and you're a yellow one, who has taught me so much more
Tongue to tongue, cheek to cheek,
We're colourful and oh so sweet
But different in the best way possible
Sickly but gorgeous, and easy on the eye,
I'm bitter, and dark like a kiss in the summer
Like red wine I leave a sting on your tongue,
you leaving none
In such a crowded place we've done just fine.
You are simpler more unique; yellow really suits you
I'm a girl who likes to lie down, never wondering why we do
Like pineapple your taste is acquired;
but to those like me you're highly admired
In a packet so tight we're doing alright.
Cos' I'm a red jellybean, learning red jellybean things;
and you're a yellow one, who has taught me so much more
Tongue to tongue, cheek to cheek,
We're colourful and oh so sweet
But different in the best way possible
Were Meant To
women on women
men on men
women on men, men on women
animals on animals
pursuing their passions'
were meant to light the fire
were meant to burn with desire
were meant to play out lust--
touch! for you must!
moan on groan
bone on bone
flesh on flesh
skin for the grin
women and men
in any combination...
were meant to dance!
women on women
men on men
women on men, men on women
animals on animals
pursuing their passions'
were meant to light the fire
were meant to burn with desire
were meant to play out lust--
touch! for you must!
moan on groan
bone on bone
flesh on flesh
skin for the grin
women and men
in any combination...
were meant to dance!
Gentleman or Man?
You despicable little man,
like me? You didn't like me, so how can you be "like me?"
Inferior races,
and full blown hatred
lead me to contemplating the sexism that you've since related.
You
mon armour
eliviate the male degenerate
to female slurs, and enlightening of the effeminate.
How dare you co-exist,
on a crater-base for the honest, self-suceeding,
now emotionally bleeding?
Go frolic in your filth, and your mouth's soapy lines,
as i'll sit and preach hate
to your species
your kind.
Except you aren't,
oh dear.
How much more could you retaliate
initiate,
substanciate,
what I say?
You became delicate,
when you slept on her,
and gave your "gentleman"
away.
You despicable little man,
like me? You didn't like me, so how can you be "like me?"
Inferior races,
and full blown hatred
lead me to contemplating the sexism that you've since related.
You
mon armour
eliviate the male degenerate
to female slurs, and enlightening of the effeminate.
How dare you co-exist,
on a crater-base for the honest, self-suceeding,
now emotionally bleeding?
Go frolic in your filth, and your mouth's soapy lines,
as i'll sit and preach hate
to your species
your kind.
Except you aren't,
oh dear.
How much more could you retaliate
initiate,
substanciate,
what I say?
You became delicate,
when you slept on her,
and gave your "gentleman"
away.
not all damsels have to be in distress
'You might have just enough for nothing' said the fisherman
who'd spent his entire day teaching
his young man to fish
to the farm girl
who'd spent her days teaching
her father's cats to catch mice
before she even knew what death was when it was born.
The next day
the fisherman lost his fish and
the girl
no longer tied to the farm due to her meeting with death when it was dead
knew that cats with nothing to protect had
no need to catch new mice all day
not even for sport.
They had nothing to prove anymore
and nothing was just how much they had enough for.
'You might have just enough for nothing' said the fisherman
who'd spent his entire day teaching
his young man to fish
to the farm girl
who'd spent her days teaching
her father's cats to catch mice
before she even knew what death was when it was born.
The next day
the fisherman lost his fish and
the girl
no longer tied to the farm due to her meeting with death when it was dead
knew that cats with nothing to protect had
no need to catch new mice all day
not even for sport.
They had nothing to prove anymore
and nothing was just how much they had enough for.
Girls?!
they seem so innocent,
so.....cute.
they love to play little games,
such as princesses and jump rope.
and they seem to never to get in trouble.
they always do there homework,
have little sleepovers,
and play hop-scotch at school.
boys?!
they're a whole different story.
never do their homework,
play in dirt and mud,
and think girls have some serious disease called "cooties".
they get in trouble in school daily,
for mostly fighting,
and no homework done.
boys and girls just don't belong.
they seem so innocent,
so.....cute.
they love to play little games,
such as princesses and jump rope.
and they seem to never to get in trouble.
they always do there homework,
have little sleepovers,
and play hop-scotch at school.
boys?!
they're a whole different story.
never do their homework,
play in dirt and mud,
and think girls have some serious disease called "cooties".
they get in trouble in school daily,
for mostly fighting,
and no homework done.
boys and girls just don't belong.
Ying and Yang
Apart we can live,
But fate draws us closer,
To halves of the same,
Semi-insane circle,
No matter how life drives us,
Into two seperate beings,
The dependency we share,
Goes on without seeing,
One half holds love,
Peace, serenity,
The other tags along grateful,
Happy amenities,
But joined back together,
Forms amazing perfectness,
Two halves of the same circle,
Nethier one, alone, can exsist.
Apart we can live,
But fate draws us closer,
To halves of the same,
Semi-insane circle,
No matter how life drives us,
Into two seperate beings,
The dependency we share,
Goes on without seeing,
One half holds love,
Peace, serenity,
The other tags along grateful,
Happy amenities,
But joined back together,
Forms amazing perfectness,
Two halves of the same circle,
Nethier one, alone, can exsist.
Why do women always hide their feelings?
Why do women not go straight on what they are thinking?
Why do you doubt everything and disbelief it
While I know its just a game,you trust me but you cant see it
I'm in no position to give a clear prescription
But I see a lady with style intelligence and wisdom
I see the wonder of life much more than a beautiful season
What I don’t get,how can you throw that away for somebody else opinion.
A lady has all types of expensive mirrors
She is sexy don’t even count the make ups in her
She isn’t satisfied until somebody sees her
Without a compliment is like an insult,u are beautiful dear.
I think women are delicious and sweet
Do you know how your presence makes us feel?
The world is not at peace,we want you by every means
Killing any problem that would come in between
But you fail to recognize that,come on be real
This poem is dedicated to all hot ladies who read this
Believe me you are a phenomena beyond what we think…
Why do women not go straight on what they are thinking?
Why do you doubt everything and disbelief it
While I know its just a game,you trust me but you cant see it
I'm in no position to give a clear prescription
But I see a lady with style intelligence and wisdom
I see the wonder of life much more than a beautiful season
What I don’t get,how can you throw that away for somebody else opinion.
A lady has all types of expensive mirrors
She is sexy don’t even count the make ups in her
She isn’t satisfied until somebody sees her
Without a compliment is like an insult,u are beautiful dear.
I think women are delicious and sweet
Do you know how your presence makes us feel?
The world is not at peace,we want you by every means
Killing any problem that would come in between
But you fail to recognize that,come on be real
This poem is dedicated to all hot ladies who read this
Believe me you are a phenomena beyond what we think…
Rev
they are travesties of nature
a twist in its comforting fabric
seeking dominance and kingship
of the innocent and frail
before they make them wail
with sword in hand, and pride at heart
of being called a man
boasting sins of lucifer, avarice,
wrath, sloth and carnal lust
with a mind unlike ours
thinking only of its own,
with doubts that spark envy
and the jealous fire turns him gluttonous,
helpless to escape his tragic fate
his vanity will never fail,
he will hold his head high, even when he's wrong,
even in death.
they are travesties of nature
a twist in its comforting fabric
seeking dominance and kingship
of the innocent and frail
before they make them wail
with sword in hand, and pride at heart
of being called a man
boasting sins of lucifer, avarice,
wrath, sloth and carnal lust
with a mind unlike ours
thinking only of its own,
with doubts that spark envy
and the jealous fire turns him gluttonous,
helpless to escape his tragic fate
his vanity will never fail,
he will hold his head high, even when he's wrong,
even in death.
Anonymous
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