Poetry competition CLOSED 8th April 2013 3:21pm
WINNER
Intricate_B
Intricate_B
RUNNERS-UP:
RavenofSorrow
and Kou_Indigo
MOST UNIQUE ROMANCE POEM
Poetry Contest Description
Give me words from your body, mind, and spirit...No words if they are not all influencing each letter produced for your writing
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Show me what you got
Forgive how vague it is but I really want to leave out requirements and structure. Writing , I believe, has no structure until you want to apply meaning. The meaning you choose is often based off the perception of your readers or self view. Self view is often purer in its foundation
Just write whatever you feel when it comes to the category of romance, love, passion, etc... Express and structure however you seem fit
Show me what you got Forgive how vague it is but I really want to leave out requirements and structure. Writing , I believe, has no structure until you want to apply meaning. The meaning you choose is often based off the perception of your readers or self view. Self view is often purer in its foundation
Just write whatever you feel when it comes to the category of romance, love, passion, etc... Express and structure however you seem fit
Anonymous
I don't get it, sorry..what exactly are you looking for?
thank's
thank's
what's in my heart
ask anyone-
you be beautiful
through and through
and that's no lie
you're the kind
can drive a girl crazy
with just your eyes
ain't no mistakin'-
you be fine
even finer
in that shade of blue
no need contemplatin'
what's in my heart
the word is love dear one
and you can be sure of this-
it's a given
ask anyone-
you be beautiful
through and through
and that's no lie
you're the kind
can drive a girl crazy
with just your eyes
ain't no mistakin'-
you be fine
even finer
in that shade of blue
no need contemplatin'
what's in my heart
the word is love dear one
and you can be sure of this-
it's a given
Reflections
How do we stand
against the buffeting wind
Of life’s offering
Like a sombre spread
a buffet of adversity…
Or the raging cyclone
Of emotions
That comes with it
How do we stand
against the crashing waves
that erodes the towering cliffs
of our inner shield
to keep away sorrows
erosive might
that may tumble us
into our darkest night
How do we stand
Against the raging storm
Of dissentions
When it hits our mind
And betray our faith
On love and one who profess
To love us
In return
We can't know but for strength
so we stand against tribulations
Of life in all its splendour
And hope for surcease
When it’s all over
And gentle zephyr
Rules once more…
I love, still.
How do we stand
against the buffeting wind
Of life’s offering
Like a sombre spread
a buffet of adversity…
Or the raging cyclone
Of emotions
That comes with it
How do we stand
against the crashing waves
that erodes the towering cliffs
of our inner shield
to keep away sorrows
erosive might
that may tumble us
into our darkest night
How do we stand
Against the raging storm
Of dissentions
When it hits our mind
And betray our faith
On love and one who profess
To love us
In return
We can't know but for strength
so we stand against tribulations
Of life in all its splendour
And hope for surcease
When it’s all over
And gentle zephyr
Rules once more…
I love, still.
(I'm not sure if it's even /possible/ to write a unique romance poem, but here's the one which I consider my /best/)
Thank You
For that soft smile that graces your lips
when you see me
and the way your fingers cover your mouth as you laugh.
For the warm and shy look
your bright eyes always get
when I take your hand in public.
For the way your sweet voice
takes on an adorable, embarrassed tone
at the slightest mention of anything inappropriate.
For that epitome of femininity;
your long skirts swaying
in time with your wide hips.
And for the way, when we're alone, that all dissolves
into hurried removal of your elegant clothing,
sighs of pleasure, and animalistic panting.
For the sight of your demure lips parted,
tongue darting out lustfully,
while, with a finger, you beckon me.
For those sharp, intelligent eyes,
fogged over and half closed
with the intensity of your desire.
For the sound of your reserved voice
moaning my name
and begging for me.
And finally, for those hips,
unwrapped and spread
in eager invitation.
Thank You
For that soft smile that graces your lips
when you see me
and the way your fingers cover your mouth as you laugh.
For the warm and shy look
your bright eyes always get
when I take your hand in public.
For the way your sweet voice
takes on an adorable, embarrassed tone
at the slightest mention of anything inappropriate.
For that epitome of femininity;
your long skirts swaying
in time with your wide hips.
And for the way, when we're alone, that all dissolves
into hurried removal of your elegant clothing,
sighs of pleasure, and animalistic panting.
For the sight of your demure lips parted,
tongue darting out lustfully,
while, with a finger, you beckon me.
For those sharp, intelligent eyes,
fogged over and half closed
with the intensity of your desire.
For the sound of your reserved voice
moaning my name
and begging for me.
And finally, for those hips,
unwrapped and spread
in eager invitation.
A Mid-Autumn's Romance
Another fall night on the couch nestled
Mindless pay per view tries to seduce
But I’ m already spellbound by my angel
cradled safe with my overarching enfold
With a soft turn of your head they flow
Burnt orange tresses with silvery threads
capture the capering firelight and ignite
Fiery ginger waterfalls cascading endless
Enchanted digits wander then part
as they slowly tease the red silky sheen
with eyes an closed exhalation you tilt back
unveiling the silhouette of my desire
For a moment lust threatens to eclipse
but he is unhorsed by a softer deeper Eros
So leaning closer I breathe in springtime
awash in a canopy of wild honeysuckle
Now I collage a flood of liquorish reveries
Eve before the apple beachcombing wonder
Your little black dress Salsa forever disarming
Hands clasped hiking Sun Gate in cool Incan mist
After basking in tender keepsake afterglow
I reawaken to late November love rekindling
As grateful waters trickle gentle and hushed
I smile imagining winter’s first snow
Another fall night on the couch nestled
Mindless pay per view tries to seduce
But I’ m already spellbound by my angel
cradled safe with my overarching enfold
With a soft turn of your head they flow
Burnt orange tresses with silvery threads
capture the capering firelight and ignite
Fiery ginger waterfalls cascading endless
Enchanted digits wander then part
as they slowly tease the red silky sheen
with eyes an closed exhalation you tilt back
unveiling the silhouette of my desire
For a moment lust threatens to eclipse
but he is unhorsed by a softer deeper Eros
So leaning closer I breathe in springtime
awash in a canopy of wild honeysuckle
Now I collage a flood of liquorish reveries
Eve before the apple beachcombing wonder
Your little black dress Salsa forever disarming
Hands clasped hiking Sun Gate in cool Incan mist
After basking in tender keepsake afterglow
I reawaken to late November love rekindling
As grateful waters trickle gentle and hushed
I smile imagining winter’s first snow
Anonymous
Firm Conviction
In a reclining state of views enticingly offered
her philosophy on modesty demystified
opinions on grooming smoothly presented
that his belief in levitation began to solidify
In a reclining state of views enticingly offered
her philosophy on modesty demystified
opinions on grooming smoothly presented
that his belief in levitation began to solidify
Suze
My love is not the most beautiful
nor is she radiant in any way
If we passed her on the street
we would not know she was even there
There are fragrances that smell sweeter
like pure roses or daisy's
and a voice more divine than hers
which breaks and sings out of tune
If gold is the perfect color to match her
pale skin, then her hair is dull and brown
If soft and warm is the body of the perfect maiden
then she is cool and softer than only a man
but dear lord I must confess
that love may truly be blind
because my love for her
is of the rarest kind.
My love is not the most beautiful
nor is she radiant in any way
If we passed her on the street
we would not know she was even there
There are fragrances that smell sweeter
like pure roses or daisy's
and a voice more divine than hers
which breaks and sings out of tune
If gold is the perfect color to match her
pale skin, then her hair is dull and brown
If soft and warm is the body of the perfect maiden
then she is cool and softer than only a man
but dear lord I must confess
that love may truly be blind
because my love for her
is of the rarest kind.
- A Sensation of Heaven -
Is heaven a sensation, a feeling deep inside?
Or is heaven wherever love seeks to abide!
The love in my heart abides with you ever…
Stronger each day, so that naught can sever,
The bonds we are forging, links so steadfast!
Which reach beyond present, future, or past.
Eternal spirits are lovers who find their heart:
Like divine muses who inspire with such art…
Love everlasting, and heaven we can behold.
That is why love is sincere, perfect, and bold!
If heaven is a sensation, a feeling to be known,
Then love is heaven’s gift, so sweetly shown…
In all the ways that two may who are so united:
As we are, love, and for that I feel delighted!
More delighted each day, and all time to come.
For the bonds we forge are not to be undone…
Eternal as are all such things of destiny wrought,
Which, few ever realize, in deed or in thought.
For such fate as we make, is destined so pure!
Like a paradise beyond a softly sighing shore…
Grander than any Eden that fell in another age,
And more brilliant than the poetry on any page!
Is heaven a fair sensation, the stuff of pleasure?
With love to make it perfect, it is such treasure.
It is everything we dream and desire and more!
And, I am your angel, with all heavens in store.
Is heaven a sensation, a feeling deep inside?
Or is heaven wherever love seeks to abide!
The love in my heart abides with you ever…
Stronger each day, so that naught can sever,
The bonds we are forging, links so steadfast!
Which reach beyond present, future, or past.
Eternal spirits are lovers who find their heart:
Like divine muses who inspire with such art…
Love everlasting, and heaven we can behold.
That is why love is sincere, perfect, and bold!
If heaven is a sensation, a feeling to be known,
Then love is heaven’s gift, so sweetly shown…
In all the ways that two may who are so united:
As we are, love, and for that I feel delighted!
More delighted each day, and all time to come.
For the bonds we forge are not to be undone…
Eternal as are all such things of destiny wrought,
Which, few ever realize, in deed or in thought.
For such fate as we make, is destined so pure!
Like a paradise beyond a softly sighing shore…
Grander than any Eden that fell in another age,
And more brilliant than the poetry on any page!
Is heaven a fair sensation, the stuff of pleasure?
With love to make it perfect, it is such treasure.
It is everything we dream and desire and more!
And, I am your angel, with all heavens in store.
Blackened Heart.
I know your game
and I've seen all this shit before.
oldest game in the book.
You expected me to cut my ties
shatter all relationships
and burn all my fucking bridges.
Then leave me in the middle of nowhere?
And sneer at my attempts to rebuild
I put it all out there
no bullshit, no lies.
I've lost all I've fought for
just to satisfy you.
Put my trust in you
feed you my affection
but it never meant a fucking thing.
How I feel, defines me.
and you've brought this upon me.
You can't see what burns inside
what monster you yearn to unleash
I will not destroy myself
not anymore,
not for your entertainment.
Play me on, lead me astray.
Fuck with my Blackened Heart
you've left me here
Angered deeply from betrayal
I stare out into the horizon
and I observe the great Fires
that I have started
for your entertainment
And now, I stand here clenching my fists
head bowed, spirit crushed
and reaching out
for fucking zero.
I know your game
and I've seen all this shit before.
oldest game in the book.
You expected me to cut my ties
shatter all relationships
and burn all my fucking bridges.
Then leave me in the middle of nowhere?
And sneer at my attempts to rebuild
I put it all out there
no bullshit, no lies.
I've lost all I've fought for
just to satisfy you.
Put my trust in you
feed you my affection
but it never meant a fucking thing.
How I feel, defines me.
and you've brought this upon me.
You can't see what burns inside
what monster you yearn to unleash
I will not destroy myself
not anymore,
not for your entertainment.
Play me on, lead me astray.
Fuck with my Blackened Heart
you've left me here
Angered deeply from betrayal
I stare out into the horizon
and I observe the great Fires
that I have started
for your entertainment
And now, I stand here clenching my fists
head bowed, spirit crushed
and reaching out
for fucking zero.
Anonymous
whew..I was really starting to feel like the only clueless one..ha ha..I would like to enter this but I am unsure of exactly what the criteria is...who knows....
Anonymous
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His mighty presence enveloped me.
The strongest character, symbolic of true wisdom
Well rooted and firm-he reached out to me
It meant more than any old branch outstretched
The night I fell in love with a Sycamore tree
and he whispered under his leaves
"go west"....
His mighty presence enveloped me.
The strongest character, symbolic of true wisdom
Well rooted and firm-he reached out to me
It meant more than any old branch outstretched
The night I fell in love with a Sycamore tree
and he whispered under his leaves
"go west"....
