Poetry competition CLOSED 4th April 2013 7:42pm
WINNER
becsta (Bec)
becsta (Bec)
RUNNER-UP:
lightbaron
60 seconds of frustration
Me First
Silver BMW with time
More precious than most
Announcing audacity
With flashing headlights.
Cutting off cars,
Running over random rodents
On the parkway to peonage.
If I catch this Harry Hubris
I'd ask if he was this pompous
In kindergarten class,
But of course he was,
The boy with cheeks full
Of stolen chocolate
Pissing in the sandbox.
Silver BMW with time
More precious than most
Announcing audacity
With flashing headlights.
Cutting off cars,
Running over random rodents
On the parkway to peonage.
If I catch this Harry Hubris
I'd ask if he was this pompous
In kindergarten class,
But of course he was,
The boy with cheeks full
Of stolen chocolate
Pissing in the sandbox.
Anonymous
Thank's to all who have entered, great work so far 
Words die in my throat
As her face shuts down
And anything I say will be taken badly or the wrong way
And if I don't say anything it must mean I'm angry
Snookered.
I start to feel as if the room is shrinking
Another foot in mouth disaster looms
God keep me from hypersensitive people
it never works out.
As her face shuts down
And anything I say will be taken badly or the wrong way
And if I don't say anything it must mean I'm angry
Snookered.
I start to feel as if the room is shrinking
Another foot in mouth disaster looms
God keep me from hypersensitive people
it never works out.
good poems
some of my favourite poems
(the darkest,
truest ones)
get no
recognition.
listen to me.
stop.
i liked that one. that one’s
good.
stop.
i said everything there. that one’s
my soul.
they like my
love poems.
stop.
i hate those ones.
those mean nothing.
i have things
to say.
and the good poems,
they say:
the world is wrong.
some of my favourite poems
(the darkest,
truest ones)
get no
recognition.
listen to me.
stop.
i liked that one. that one’s
good.
stop.
i said everything there. that one’s
my soul.
they like my
love poems.
stop.
i hate those ones.
those mean nothing.
i have things
to say.
and the good poems,
they say:
the world is wrong.
if tomorrow is so goddamned important
than it would have shown face today
if I knew how to pay back the student loans
then I wouldn't have borrowed them,
and don't tell me
that my looking forward to total financial collapse is short-sighted
I see the long game,
and I need these last few tokens from Caesar
to drink a toast to this minute.
Had I known that growing up
meant dispelling play
then, I would have never asked you
to etch designs
into the mud with me
and I would have asked you to give me back
my pointed stick.
note: to be honest I must admit that this was like in the 400 second vicinity
than it would have shown face today
if I knew how to pay back the student loans
then I wouldn't have borrowed them,
and don't tell me
that my looking forward to total financial collapse is short-sighted
I see the long game,
and I need these last few tokens from Caesar
to drink a toast to this minute.
Had I known that growing up
meant dispelling play
then, I would have never asked you
to etch designs
into the mud with me
and I would have asked you to give me back
my pointed stick.
note: to be honest I must admit that this was like in the 400 second vicinity
Anonymous
These are great so far, thank's.
Kill her!
Kill her now
Why don’t you
A knife on your hand
What’s it for
Just kill her
And get her out of the way
What now
You coward
How can you hope to be free
When you can’t kill her
You can’t be free
If you allow her to live
What did you say
She is dead?
No she is not
She lives in your head
She lives in your heart
Kill it….kill her
Kill her now
Why don’t you
A knife on your hand
What’s it for
Just kill her
And get her out of the way
What now
You coward
How can you hope to be free
When you can’t kill her
You can’t be free
If you allow her to live
What did you say
She is dead?
No she is not
She lives in your head
She lives in your heart
Kill it….kill her
Graceful rants
I want to scream
I want to shriek
I want to holler
And kick everything in sight
I want to roll on the floor
And curse like a sailor..
Do I need you anymore,
Do I actually want you,
Are you real
Are you my doppelganger?
Staring at me across the room
Giving me that look
That melts my heart
And weaken my knees.
You stand looking at me
And then she comes
Your so-called ex
Take your arm
And you two move away
At night you call at 2am
And says ‘sorry honey
Just to say hello I love you
Can’t talk too loud
She is asleep!’
S C R E A M ! !
And I whisper back
‘its alright darling
I’m here waiting..’
S H R I E K!!
I am okay now
Grace is done
Until next.
I want to scream
I want to shriek
I want to holler
And kick everything in sight
I want to roll on the floor
And curse like a sailor..
Do I need you anymore,
Do I actually want you,
Are you real
Are you my doppelganger?
Staring at me across the room
Giving me that look
That melts my heart
And weaken my knees.
You stand looking at me
And then she comes
Your so-called ex
Take your arm
And you two move away
At night you call at 2am
And says ‘sorry honey
Just to say hello I love you
Can’t talk too loud
She is asleep!’
S C R E A M ! !
And I whisper back
‘its alright darling
I’m here waiting..’
S H R I E K!!
I am okay now
Grace is done
Until next.
Anonymous
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Skate Life
Pop
Kick
Tuck and land
It gets rather tough
Turning feet into hands
Push
Pump
Jump and fall
Asphalt and concrete aren’t pals at all
Balance
Focus
Guts and grit
Stick all four wheels or get bruised quite a bit
Broken
Stitched
Cut and stained
Head clouded up from a swollen up brain
Crack
Snap
Broken wood
Skateboarding is life
But right now life’s not good!
Pop
Kick
Tuck and land
It gets rather tough
Turning feet into hands
Push
Pump
Jump and fall
Asphalt and concrete aren’t pals at all
Balance
Focus
Guts and grit
Stick all four wheels or get bruised quite a bit
Broken
Stitched
Cut and stained
Head clouded up from a swollen up brain
Crack
Snap
Broken wood
Skateboarding is life
But right now life’s not good!
Anonymous
"Lost Without Your Words"
http://tracywesterholm.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/top100words.jpg
Darling, there you
go again
with
your sensuality flowing!
The look in your pretty-eyes,
you know what that does to me,
how my hands are tied
to these clairvoyant miles.
I get stoked,
stroke
heated motions,
endlessly
emptying
my heart,
my soul,
my body
into
beautiful
images of you
in my mind.
Oh, please be kind,
don't stop,
continue baby.
If you only knew,
it's how
I stay alive these days,
lost in my faraway place,
I'm lonely without them,
your words.
http://tracywesterholm.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/top100words.jpg
Darling, there you
go again
with
your sensuality flowing!
The look in your pretty-eyes,
you know what that does to me,
how my hands are tied
to these clairvoyant miles.
I get stoked,
stroke
heated motions,
endlessly
emptying
my heart,
my soul,
my body
into
beautiful
images of you
in my mind.
Oh, please be kind,
don't stop,
continue baby.
If you only knew,
it's how
I stay alive these days,
lost in my faraway place,
I'm lonely without them,
your words.
Can't you see what you have done to me?
Making me feel lonely
You have given me something that can last and destroy me
Something to kill and abuse me
To make my fears last for forever
To make me cry and sing the song that praises the night
I gave you a gift
You gave me death
Forever
Making me feel lonely
You have given me something that can last and destroy me
Something to kill and abuse me
To make my fears last for forever
To make me cry and sing the song that praises the night
I gave you a gift
You gave me death
Forever
As the grievous tears streams down my shame filled face
Feels like my battered heart is being ripped from my chest
Nothing or no one can heal this shattered and bleeding wound
The unspeakable, deplorable failures make me want to disappear
I hate myself for my selfish and ignorant decisions it eats my soul
Melancholy and miserable at the regretted mistakes that can't be taken back
Despondent and depressed crying like the lonely weeping willow
I have disappointed and hurt every single person I love...why?
I chose the mind obliterating drugs and got caught in it's wicked web
Dangerous emptiness weights me down with such poisoned, venomous guilt.
Feels like my battered heart is being ripped from my chest
Nothing or no one can heal this shattered and bleeding wound
The unspeakable, deplorable failures make me want to disappear
I hate myself for my selfish and ignorant decisions it eats my soul
Melancholy and miserable at the regretted mistakes that can't be taken back
Despondent and depressed crying like the lonely weeping willow
I have disappointed and hurt every single person I love...why?
I chose the mind obliterating drugs and got caught in it's wicked web
Dangerous emptiness weights me down with such poisoned, venomous guilt.
Hey dad please dont shout
U give me all the doubts!!
Hey grass just go green
Need to smoke u every evening..
I just love to smoke,
Then i believe no one spoke.
Desolation, condemnation,isolation sucks,
And every convention in society just fucks.
No peace in my life
It is all just dark.
Rules,in my life,contrasts-stark.
U give me all the doubts!!
Hey grass just go green
Need to smoke u every evening..
I just love to smoke,
Then i believe no one spoke.
Desolation, condemnation,isolation sucks,
And every convention in society just fucks.
No peace in my life
It is all just dark.
Rules,in my life,contrasts-stark.
