Poetry competition CLOSED 14th July 2012 4:42pm
WINNER
RSena (Sena)
RSena (Sena)
LEAVE A LETTER!!!
I Left a Letter Instead of a Light Tonight
I am sorry to leave
this note
by the bed,
neatly made
and empty.
The darkness outside
isn't as thick
and stifling
as the light I leave on
while waiting
for you.
Out there,
I'll find air.
I need to breathe.
I forgot how to
without you.
Your breath
is busy
filling her lungs,
while I suffocate.
So goodbye.
I'm sorry to leave a note.
I would have told you myself,
if you'd bothered
to come home.
I am sorry to leave
this note
by the bed,
neatly made
and empty.
The darkness outside
isn't as thick
and stifling
as the light I leave on
while waiting
for you.
Out there,
I'll find air.
I need to breathe.
I forgot how to
without you.
Your breath
is busy
filling her lungs,
while I suffocate.
So goodbye.
I'm sorry to leave a note.
I would have told you myself,
if you'd bothered
to come home.
Lisa,
I'm sorry but I must go,
Another is calling me to their arms,
So I leave you this letter,
(Full of regret and clothed in shame)
By your still sleeping form on the bed,
I hope that you can carry on,
As well as I am,
That you'll remember me with a smile someday,
After the wounds I've dealt you today have healed,
But now I must go,
Their car is here to pick me up,
So long Lisa.
I'm sorry but I must go,
Another is calling me to their arms,
So I leave you this letter,
(Full of regret and clothed in shame)
By your still sleeping form on the bed,
I hope that you can carry on,
As well as I am,
That you'll remember me with a smile someday,
After the wounds I've dealt you today have healed,
But now I must go,
Their car is here to pick me up,
So long Lisa.
Hollow words for hollow crowds
To whom it may concern.
Once more it seems I sally forth into the breach
And try to write words which will reach you.
Once more I don my hollow crown and hollow title
For my vainglorious title is hollow
And so too it seems my poet prowess.
Yet I write,
And maybe someone reads
And maybe someone thinks
And someone likes
And loves.
Yet, short are the words and shorter is the attention
given to such words spewed forth.
Do you take me for some pathetic prattler?
Must I swear and curse
And debase God and Religion to reach you?
Or must I write some damned sexual scrap
To win your hearts but not your head?
Or have I lost both already?
Yes I speak so lofty and high,
Because in truth it is my only way to reach such heights.
Are such words of mine so hollow
Unsunned and unwelcomed travellers
Gaunt and deposed.
Too far from the Maddening crowd.
I have said my piece
I now retire
To my hollow kingdom of personal poems
Where none form my court, not even death.
To whom it may concern,
By the time you have read this it shall be too late to unread.
Signed, 'Lord' Viddax.
To whom it may concern.
Once more it seems I sally forth into the breach
And try to write words which will reach you.
Once more I don my hollow crown and hollow title
For my vainglorious title is hollow
And so too it seems my poet prowess.
Yet I write,
And maybe someone reads
And maybe someone thinks
And someone likes
And loves.
Yet, short are the words and shorter is the attention
given to such words spewed forth.
Do you take me for some pathetic prattler?
Must I swear and curse
And debase God and Religion to reach you?
Or must I write some damned sexual scrap
To win your hearts but not your head?
Or have I lost both already?
Yes I speak so lofty and high,
Because in truth it is my only way to reach such heights.
Are such words of mine so hollow
Unsunned and unwelcomed travellers
Gaunt and deposed.
Too far from the Maddening crowd.
I have said my piece
I now retire
To my hollow kingdom of personal poems
Where none form my court, not even death.
To whom it may concern,
By the time you have read this it shall be too late to unread.
Signed, 'Lord' Viddax.
Starlight_angel said:I Left a Letter Instead of a Light Tonight
I am sorry to leave
this note
by the bed,
neatly made
and empty.
The darkness outside
isn't as thick
and stifling
as the light I leave on
while waiting
for you.
Out there,
I'll find air.
I need to breathe.
I forgot how to
without you.
Your breath
is busy
filling her lungs,
while I suffocate.
So goodbye.
I'm sorry to leave a note.
I would have told you myself,
if you'd bothered
to come home.
I am sorry to leave
this note
by the bed,
neatly made
and empty.
The darkness outside
isn't as thick
and stifling
as the light I leave on
while waiting
for you.
Out there,
I'll find air.
I need to breathe.
I forgot how to
without you.
Your breath
is busy
filling her lungs,
while I suffocate.
So goodbye.
I'm sorry to leave a note.
I would have told you myself,
if you'd bothered
to come home.
Starlight_angel said:I Left a Letter Instead of a Light Tonight
I am sorry to leave
this note
by the bed,
neatly made
and empty.
The darkness outside
isn't as thick
and stifling
as the light I leave on
while waiting
for you.
Out there,
I'll find air.
I need to breathe.
I forgot how to
without you.
Your breath
is busy
filling her lungs,
while I suffocate.
So goodbye.
I'm sorry to leave a note.
I would have told you myself,
if you'd bothered
to come home.
To tell you the truth wow this poem was nice I would have to write something better than this one nice flow,
Sena
I am sorry to leave
this note
by the bed,
neatly made
and empty.
The darkness outside
isn't as thick
and stifling
as the light I leave on
while waiting
for you.
Out there,
I'll find air.
I need to breathe.
I forgot how to
without you.
Your breath
is busy
filling her lungs,
while I suffocate.
So goodbye.
I'm sorry to leave a note.
I would have told you myself,
if you'd bothered
to come home.
To tell you the truth wow this poem was nice I would have to write something better than this one nice flow,
Sena
My Dear,
I'm sorry I have to leave.
All this time you have been deceived.
I can't play no more though.
I admit I stopped loving you long ago.
I know this is all wrong,
and maybe I should have told you
my feelings weren't as strong.
I know it doesn't matter anymore what I say or do,
and I know I can't make it right even if I want to.
I really didn't mean to hurt you in any way.
I can't stay anymore, this isn't fair
Because you actually care.
Once you wake up and see this,
Don't cry, just think of the coming bliss.
No more fights, no More sleepless Nights, no more lies.
Take care of yourself,
and trust that one day you will find
that perfect someone who won't leave you heart
on a dusty empty shelf.
I hope this letter ends it all
because I didn't have the guts to your smile fall.
I'm so sorry.
Goodbye.
I'm sorry I have to leave.
All this time you have been deceived.
I can't play no more though.
I admit I stopped loving you long ago.
I know this is all wrong,
and maybe I should have told you
my feelings weren't as strong.
I know it doesn't matter anymore what I say or do,
and I know I can't make it right even if I want to.
I really didn't mean to hurt you in any way.
I can't stay anymore, this isn't fair
Because you actually care.
Once you wake up and see this,
Don't cry, just think of the coming bliss.
No more fights, no More sleepless Nights, no more lies.
Take care of yourself,
and trust that one day you will find
that perfect someone who won't leave you heart
on a dusty empty shelf.
I hope this letter ends it all
because I didn't have the guts to your smile fall.
I'm so sorry.
Goodbye.
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< Dear 73 Roselle St. >
The water system
has broken down again.
Your first letter of spring
has not arrived.
That poem in your last one
says it's easier to grow
outside your head.
I wish I knew what you mean.
I keep this picture of you
just inside my door.
So I'll be ready
when you walk up.
Sincerely,
Ray
- - -
rayheinrich said:
< Dear 73 Roselle St. >
The water system
has broken down again.
Your first letter of spring
has not arrived.
That poem in your last one
says it's easier to grow
outside your head.
I wish I knew what you mean.
I keep this picture of you
just inside my door.
So I'll be ready
when you walk up.
Sincerely,
Ray
- - -
like the way you write.
is just unique nice to read.
< Dear 73 Roselle St. >
The water system
has broken down again.
Your first letter of spring
has not arrived.
That poem in your last one
says it's easier to grow
outside your head.
I wish I knew what you mean.
I keep this picture of you
just inside my door.
So I'll be ready
when you walk up.
Sincerely,
Ray
- - -
like the way you write.
is just unique nice to read.
rayheinrich said:
< Dear 73 Roselle St. >
The water system
has broken down again.
Your first letter of spring
has not arrived.
That poem in your last one
says it's easier to grow
outside your head.
I wish I knew what you mean.
I keep this picture of you
just inside my door.
So I'll be ready
when you walk up.
Sincerely,
Ray
- - -
nice someone my age.
Holbrook
< Dear 73 Roselle St. >
The water system
has broken down again.
Your first letter of spring
has not arrived.
That poem in your last one
says it's easier to grow
outside your head.
I wish I knew what you mean.
I keep this picture of you
just inside my door.
So I'll be ready
when you walk up.
Sincerely,
Ray
- - -
nice someone my age.
Holbrook
GOODBYE SWEETY PIE
Dear will you please
I don't care if its with unease
Just read this last letter
Yes I said last...no it doesn't get better
I gave you too many chances...millions in the least
But yet it was still on my tears you would feast
I hate doing this to you
But your killing me...this is true
You were my best friend
But it seems this letter is our end
I can't take you ignoring me
Yelling and threatening me
I must say our memories I will forever cherish
And my love for you will never perish
I gave you my everything
Always good intentions I did bring
So here I go my love
Moving on from...finally flying live a dove
Bye sweety pie...
P. S. I'm not leaving you to die
Dear will you please
I don't care if its with unease
Just read this last letter
Yes I said last...no it doesn't get better
I gave you too many chances...millions in the least
But yet it was still on my tears you would feast
I hate doing this to you
But your killing me...this is true
You were my best friend
But it seems this letter is our end
I can't take you ignoring me
Yelling and threatening me
I must say our memories I will forever cherish
And my love for you will never perish
I gave you my everything
Always good intentions I did bring
So here I go my love
Moving on from...finally flying live a dove
Bye sweety pie...
P. S. I'm not leaving you to die
Dear John?
Dear John, or is it Shawn?
With all your lies
(especially about size)
it's hard to see through your disguise
Sorry about the car, (not)
I left quite a scar
it even shines from afar, (oops)
By the way,
when your status read
"it's complicated"
I thought you said constipated
so I put five laxatives in your coffee.
Don't be frustrated
Did I forget to mention?
I dropped your toothbrush in the porcelain invention.
I hope this doesn't cause us tension
I did you a favor
you can thank me later
I told your boss how much you hate her.
Maybe now she'll change her behavior
I know I said size doesn't matter, (lie)
I was only trying to flatter
the ego for your tally whacker
Did you know you had a wife
three kids and another life? (me either)
Not trying to cause you any strife
(I called her)
She suspected I existed
you'll have to be more gifted
if you want to stay this twisted.
Dear John, or is it Shawn?
With all your lies
(especially about size)
it's hard to see through your disguise
Sorry about the car, (not)
I left quite a scar
it even shines from afar, (oops)
By the way,
when your status read
"it's complicated"
I thought you said constipated
so I put five laxatives in your coffee.
Don't be frustrated
Did I forget to mention?
I dropped your toothbrush in the porcelain invention.
I hope this doesn't cause us tension
I did you a favor
you can thank me later
I told your boss how much you hate her.
Maybe now she'll change her behavior
I know I said size doesn't matter, (lie)
I was only trying to flatter
the ego for your tally whacker
Did you know you had a wife
three kids and another life? (me either)
Not trying to cause you any strife
(I called her)
She suspected I existed
you'll have to be more gifted
if you want to stay this twisted.
Anonymous
Gravy girl,
I'm sorry for the tears,
I truly am - but the blows and scrapes
cannot be taken back.
My eyes will burn no longer for you,
please hurt yourself.
I'm sorry for the tears,
I truly am - but the blows and scrapes
cannot be taken back.
My eyes will burn no longer for you,
please hurt yourself.
Anonymous
Thanks Jadeth.
I hope her gravy boat has sunk.
I hope her gravy boat has sunk.
