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Oh Love...

OctoberArts
October
Fire of Insight
United States 6awards
Joined 14th Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 596

True love is like

A child chasing a butterfly

A song that makes you smile but cry

The part of the movie you watch five times

A first kiss, losing your innocence

Sunrise, star paved nights

Psychedelic highs

Someone lending a helping hand

Beach side, walking in the sand

Laying in a bubble bath,skipping class

Winning a game, getting payed

When the week reaches friday

Playing on the tire swing

Falling fast asleep

Remembering a good dream

Smiling lip bites

Flying a kite

Christmas gifts

Eleven eleven wishes

Dressing up for Halloween

Dancing at a party

Getting another chance

Being born again

Happiness times ten

Indescribable

An alternate reality

All that matters

A beautiful disaster

Everything and anything I always wanted

What I thought would be forever and always

Now nothing but a memory and what it ment to me

True love

storyfly
Lost Thinker
United States 8awards
Joined 12th July 2012
Forum Posts: 82

Years

Through years of love
and years of tears
You've made me laugh
all these years.
I know sometimes
we tend to fight
but you never insist
that you are right.
When it's time
to go to bed
next to me
you rest your head.
The years have come
the years have gone
through all the years
our love is strong.
They are past
with more to go
what they'll hold
we have to know.
Through all these years
you've understood
and always gave me
what you could.

poet Anonymous

Idolatry

She is the apotheosis
the sculpted facets
of mythical goddesses

Expressing a resilience
that echoes through wars
and allegory

Her image etched
into green stone
bridges legend and reason

Imbued with the rarest elegance
and grace
are her curves

The sun stains them not
and the moon pays tribute
by its pale blue resplendence
painting with a soft brush
a royal hue

Burnt within the fabric
of my mind
she resides as an immortal

Her divinity
unquestionable, unforgettable

Her celestial tapestry
of an abiding tenderness
asserts its boundless perfection

She is my golden calf, my idol
by which I awake
and kneel beside
that I can know true beauty

It is in her memory
I bathe

From my thoughts of her
I see art

In the presence of her sculpture
my love is defined

Whitewand6
Dangerous Mind
India 16awards
Joined 1st Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 2251

      g a r b a g e
                           
 
       
high on romance-life-new age music-Coelho          
we had mouthed words as the banal sun went hiding          
behind the Kanchenjunga in its warm indifference        
       
those words probably meant nothing but
back then it was about belief          
       
so we treated that tomfoolery as divine will          
even at times thought of Us a soul union or                  
some transcendental craptalk        
       
we became Mickey Mallory sans bang bang boom boom        
pristine-almost as innocent as sarcoma        
free birds of fine plumage dressed in          
free tibet tees        
   
for years it seemed          
that was the shite          
       
when one nears thirty the early years somehow
become some godforsaken ed wood flick          
       
ah yes
try denying that          
       
i mean          
       
all those familiar stares at which our hearts          
used to skip a beat like it happened in those          
chick lit novels you would buy from the tube          
for nothing only to read and cry for days          
       
i bet you do remember that time we met          
after a week and someone had to yank me from          
becoming roadkill on the western express highway          
       
and those wild nights by the indifferent Arabian          
when you thrashed  harder than the rain          
everything-all of it-hot damn          
       
all the blood-bile-booze-bruises          
poems-phone calls-piss-pills          
madness-silence-violence-nothing          
       
chasing after noisy taxis with you inside          
wiping your smudged kohl-ending the phone calls        
that i made while trying to keep up running 18mph          
       
smooching till paralytic fever set in amidst mild          
chances of threshold electrocution at synapses      
       
making love in the bushes with mouths covered        
grunts muffled-gravel cutting into the spine          
or giggling while dashing half naked afterwards          
away from security          
       
one lives the life and then is left with residue        
sky high-undeniable-non-disposable as one cannot
get rid of it

may be-ah never mind        
       
all these hank jr-cole porter-ray charles-menuhin records          
wong-kar and jarmusch dvds with director's commentary        
stored inside the cupboard with a blue ray of annaud    
     
and all those photographs inside the shoebox of trial and          
error in the kitchen that resulted in delicious chicken curry          
we had eaten with frozen yoghurt-cold naan-white wine          
not to forget the unused tommy girl-thai beach sandals          
       
well what about things one can't ever lock and hide away          
 
like memories of black label-nepali weed-country rum          
followed by large packs of durex and strips of aspirin        
 
monologues of endless love and soul connection under        
clear night skies with imaginary falling stars and shit                  

and all of that  

reminds me more of you than you have ever        
reminded me of yourself ever
then and even now          
       
well probably that's why I sit and          
write about them        
         



poet Anonymous

Love, thou art
Is dying
Petals unfolding
Immaculate ink

Light that lingers
Through the pores
Of thou skin

Night my knight
Of velvet visions
Silken scarlet sea

Love
Awaken
Me


Mourganna, sept 30th 2012¤

haleyboo15
Strange Creature
Joined 25th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 7

You were so sweet and interesting how could i resist,
liking you and everything you did,
But I was so afraid of our first kiss,
I was scared I wasn't ready and way too nervous,
And then it happened on your bed,
And warm blood rushed to my head,
And I knew that you were the right choice,
That i wanted to treat you better than the other boys ,
But then we started saying those three words,
And 5 months later you said you felt too immature,
And for some reason that really hurt,
because you made me fall in love,
Then i guess for you it got to tough,
And you decided that you had had enough,
And you left, yeah you left,
And you said you wanted to be friends,
But then you decided you couldn't let it end,
So you came back,
said you missed me so i took you back,
And now here we are trying this again,
Because we care too much just to be friends,
And we both know that if it ends,
We will never forget our first love.




poet Anonymous

"I Hear You in The Wind"
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Two lonely souls
so far apart,
see translucent
beautiful mirror
reflections
on tempest seas,
future dreams that
may or may never be,
such sweet love, glee.

Incessant desires bring us
to brinks of ultra-sensory
overload insanity,
not vanity,
we come back from
hidden minds, treating
each other so kind.

Hearts in our throats,
we waste not,
a frenetic pace,
desire for lace,
feeling remote living
in our separate places,
hiding our faces,
present tense moments,
transporting on
astral planes,
fast trains,
bumper cars, the
eternal bright
twinkling stars.

Pinching myself
asking if
this is this for real, or
am I free falling from
above without a silk chute,
jumping train tracks at full speed,
experiencing multi-car pile-ups, or
eating sweet pie in the deep blue sky?

Always burning blood,
learning in void space,
we return to
consume more delicious
refreshing elixirs
from our deep wells that
hopefully, don’t run dry.
In earnestness,
we continue to try.

I cry and cry, and,
cry some more
crystal clear tears,
fearing incessant sadness,
our perpetual yearning
will never end.
My lover friend,
I hear you in the wind
and,
transcend,
yet
again.

berkums
Strange Creature
United States
Joined 1st Oct 2012
Forum Posts: 3

Somewhere along the line
I apologized too much to
say I love you any more
than when I didn't have
the slightest clue as to
what it means to say I
love you more than life

I love you more than death
that much I say with confidence
But more than life? Who can
say that makes them feel safe?

More than cheese or bacon even,
and even then only sometimes
I wouldn't dream of eating you
unless my hunger was constructive
of the object I devour in the
overpowering yet only whelming
sense of pride I forget from
letting you go forth and seeing
you fly by every once in a while

Magdalena
Spartalena
Tyrant of Words
Wales 62awards
Joined 21st Apr 2012
Forum Posts: 3000

What Do You Feel?



Whisper my name in secrecy
into the night that-beckons
I shall hear you in my dreams
 
 
And you will... find me there
torn between pure and wild
on the edge of letting all go
 
 
What do you feel?
 
 
Jump with me...Will you?
I could easily rip-apart
and fall into another place
while you were not looking
 
Like sand falling through time
 
 
Hold me and tell me  
you won't close your eyes
or look away...Promise
 
 
There is a single red flower
at the other-side of eternity
Walk there with me
let me show you beauty
 
 
It will only take your breath
for a moment
There is silence...It's precious
 
 
Let's jump...Will yo
u?





Magdalena
Spartalena
Tyrant of Words
Wales 62awards
Joined 21st Apr 2012
Forum Posts: 3000

Please Don't Let It Fly




 
She holds onto the very breath of him
air in moving swirls lifts her away
his arms around her waist lovingly
slipping through fingers melting ice
 
 

She closes her eyes and wishes and wishes
 
"Please don't let it fly"
 
 

Wings that tug with the softest breeze
and he holds on in whispers of the heart
picks her up into his arms and binds her
with his will that nothing shall take her away
 
 

He closes his eyes and wishes and wishes

"Please don't let it fly"
 
 

With the struggle ever fighting the force that is
in each moving moment where love silently walks
arms of strength alone cannot stop the slipping
They know it is their hearts and desire that will win
 
 

They close their eyes and wish and wish
 
"Please don't let it fl
y"





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Twisted Dreamer
2awards
Joined 23rd Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 93

[transgression]

oh love

i'm crying

oh love don't accuse me
when we both know it's not true
I never did
I didn't do a thing
you know I couldn't
tell you the truth
because I love you

oh love

i'm dying

i'm shaking in my skin
i don't believe these feelings
can be human
i don't believe these feelings
can be real

i don't believe in anything at all


--------------------

don't give me
that i-love-you bullshit
you just can't
EVER admit
you lied
when we both know that you did it
fucking
WHORE

look there are the vases
in pieces on the floor
so how do you explain it
huh
you broke them

so you feel guilty
good
i hope you choke on it
i'll have nothing more
to do with you

clean up your vomit

lepperochan
Craic-Dealer
Guardian of Shadows
Palestine 67awards
Joined 1st Apr 2011
Forum Posts: 14570

Love?

never cared for love,
never cared for the mortality of it all
call me a misery,that's okay
when you play, do you play for the keeping
do you see yourself soundly sleeping side by side
with the one true love of your life

oh please

even if you have woke up every morning
since the day you laid eyes
with your stomach turning and your heart yearning so much
that it's smashing off your rib-cage
every third beat

and even if every person you pass on the street
reminds you in some way,be it looks or nature
a waft of aroma an expression a laugh

what makes you think you're any different
than the rest of humanity
 
doesn't love peak and fall
like every other bastard thing in life

vipbaby
V.I.P
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 26th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 4

i feel like i'm walking on the rubble of my heart.
going to da beginning but don't know where to start.
i was a sinner and u were the angel with the harp.
now im sittin with a lamp writing in the dark.
love is suppose to be magic not smoke and mirrors.
n all love brings is hearts broken n some tears.
but now im miles away wishes u were here.
but i can still hear u whispering in my ear.
saying it will be alright till tomorrow.
n how can u love with a heart so hollow.
wish i had a clue but there's none i can borrow.
ya said im moving through this too fast like Apollo.
n i just got home.
saw i had at least 20 missed calls on my phone.
i thought that u just wanted to be alone.
guess u really dont know wat u got till its gone.

Rhymedimewindchime
Strange Creature
Joined 8th Oct 2012
Forum Posts: 3

Hammered on and on

I got ham bone on tequilla
went falling into the arms of renita
what a whore, a slut
can't believe i ever gave her this much

In one hole out the other
i even had sex with your brother
im not gay
you're so fake
your brother's now hurt
he's not gonna liv
your brother....

he's got the hiv

Amazed
Lost Thinker
Guyana
Joined 23rd May 2012
Forum Posts: 5

Fifteen, the age where one suppose to enjoy life,
but instead I fell in love.
It was the most loving moment in my life,
Flowers, steady heartbeats and romantic dreams,
I wish he would be only mine.

Days went by,
but the will to express my feelings to him wasn't there,
Until I saw him with someone else,
my heart shattered into pieces.

Tears, shattered dreams and no heartbeats,
the days were long and I just wish I forget him.
Months went by,
but the will to forgive him wasn't there.

I saw myself tearing apart,
Until someone fell in love with me,
Afraid to fall in love again,
I ignored him.

Years went by,
Now I fell in love with the guy I think deserves me,
but he is no l
onger mine [cr[/color]y].
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