Poetry competition CLOSED 27th June 2012 6:00am
WINNER
paolajane16 (PKR.virus)
paolajane16 (PKR.virus)
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Mistery Tunnel
Poetry Contest Description
Finish this Poem the best way You can.
-only on post per poet.
-keep the flow
-make an interesting end
-poets only from 0 trophy to 5.
-3 month on DUP only allowed. good luck every one.
im making this competition, to make the 0 trophy poets, to work hard on it, and try to get where every body else is, wich i dont konw how they did it. but you guys know how radical I am, about this. i hope everybody else forgive me for this. any comment. does not metter where you post them.
some poets are going to kill me for this but i love this site. and i think every body know that
SENA
-keep the flow
-make an interesting end
-poets only from 0 trophy to 5.
-3 month on DUP only allowed. good luck every one.
im making this competition, to make the 0 trophy poets, to work hard on it, and try to get where every body else is, wich i dont konw how they did it. but you guys know how radical I am, about this. i hope everybody else forgive me for this. any comment. does not metter where you post them.
some poets are going to kill me for this but i love this site. and i think every body know that
SENA
Her bed surrounded by weird cold fog,
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
RSena said:Her bed surrounded by weird cold fog,
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
this is the poem.
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
this is the poem.
Anonymous
Her bed surrounded by weird cold fog,
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
But the question in death was:
Did she, at that moment, desire to go back. . .to life?
back to that place, that darkened place, that systematic place
governed by the sanctions of manmade laws,
bounded by the broken of all ten commandments human?
Her heart is eager to welcome Heaven,
and her death she welcomes with open arms;
And that bright light shining around her
nothing shy but of a Halo, her one true ticket to Heaven
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
But the question in death was:
Did she, at that moment, desire to go back. . .to life?
back to that place, that darkened place, that systematic place
governed by the sanctions of manmade laws,
bounded by the broken of all ten commandments human?
Her heart is eager to welcome Heaven,
and her death she welcomes with open arms;
And that bright light shining around her
nothing shy but of a Halo, her one true ticket to Heaven
Her bed surrounded by weird cold fog,
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
Her mind spinning in weird cold fog,
Or was that this world, was she held, in steadfast motion
As this existance, moving, lurching, caved in and contorted
Was it growing, or shrinking, as she was held in its
ever deadly grasp, cold fingers at her neck, caressing her
pale skin, the soft touch of poison, 'come, follow me',
give in to the tunnel, let it take you, let it change you,
capture your mind and your soul in a dream.
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
Her mind spinning in weird cold fog,
Or was that this world, was she held, in steadfast motion
As this existance, moving, lurching, caved in and contorted
Was it growing, or shrinking, as she was held in its
ever deadly grasp, cold fingers at her neck, caressing her
pale skin, the soft touch of poison, 'come, follow me',
give in to the tunnel, let it take you, let it change you,
capture your mind and your soul in a dream.
Her bed surrounded by weird cold fog,
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
Bewildered in fears she kept walking,
As she was able to turn her head back and saw what has been,
Years faded in black she saw everything flashing,
She saw her Mama taking care of her smiling little girl,
Suddenly came her Papa and kissed them both, goodnight,
Childhood was over they raised her until she’s able to stand,
How could she forget what her parents had bestowed?
Now, she remembers everything from childhood till what leads her here,
There's this scene with a heart break that slowly eats her will to live,
Tears slowly run down her pale white skin,
And then she saw the light fading slowly,
Forcing her towards the end of the tunnel she’s leading.
She screams, “Please God, I want to go back!
I want to grow old and live with Mom and Dad!
I want to take care of them like what they did to me...
Until they’re silver haired, with wrinkles and death!”
Begging and sobbing, a sudden voice she heard,
“My dear, it’s too late, you shouldn’t have taken your life,
You wasted your chance; you shouldn’t have committed suicide…”
Attached to her bed floating, and fell, with her bed
On the floor, waking up, darkness, a light so at the end
Fading away, she walks and guides herself with this un
Recognized light, guiding her to this tunnel, dressed with a white dress, without being Able to look back, keep walking, a fatigued walking, Deep breathing, air fading, that light goes off, no option Or opportunity Of going back.
Bewildered in fears she kept walking,
As she was able to turn her head back and saw what has been,
Years faded in black she saw everything flashing,
She saw her Mama taking care of her smiling little girl,
Suddenly came her Papa and kissed them both, goodnight,
Childhood was over they raised her until she’s able to stand,
How could she forget what her parents had bestowed?
Now, she remembers everything from childhood till what leads her here,
There's this scene with a heart break that slowly eats her will to live,
Tears slowly run down her pale white skin,
And then she saw the light fading slowly,
Forcing her towards the end of the tunnel she’s leading.
She screams, “Please God, I want to go back!
I want to grow old and live with Mom and Dad!
I want to take care of them like what they did to me...
Until they’re silver haired, with wrinkles and death!”
Begging and sobbing, a sudden voice she heard,
“My dear, it’s too late, you shouldn’t have taken your life,
You wasted your chance; you shouldn’t have committed suicide…”
