Poetry competition CLOSED 7th June 2013 11:04pm
WINNER
13
13
RUNNERS-UP:
DexstaRay
and EngrVV
TRUTH
Truth or dare
I ask you once
You pick truth
But dare would be much better
Truth or dare
Dare or truth
Is it true that you once loved me
But then he chose dare
I dare you to say it out loud
But he wouldn't
That truth came out a cold winter night
The final truth came out
I ask you once
You pick truth
But dare would be much better
Truth or dare
Dare or truth
Is it true that you once loved me
But then he chose dare
I dare you to say it out loud
But he wouldn't
That truth came out a cold winter night
The final truth came out
- Seeker -
just looking for the answer /
deep within im a chaos dancer / mind enhancer /
heart so strong it'll beat down cancer /
dance with the devil but i ain't no chancer /
because i see / the echo from our past equals - mental - en-slavery /
break mind chains set your self free / light entity / destiny / unlimited potential /
walk right by the inconsequential / its detrimental / seek out truth because it's influential / instrumental /
beating back lies / flame glowing from the eyes / sever all past ties .
just looking for the answer /
deep within im a chaos dancer / mind enhancer /
heart so strong it'll beat down cancer /
dance with the devil but i ain't no chancer /
because i see / the echo from our past equals - mental - en-slavery /
break mind chains set your self free / light entity / destiny / unlimited potential /
walk right by the inconsequential / its detrimental / seek out truth because it's influential / instrumental /
beating back lies / flame glowing from the eyes / sever all past ties .
The Chaos Codex
Prologue.
From nothing, born
into everything void.
Into nothing it returns,
metaphorical wings ignite.
Tranquil calm, tumultuous noise
deafening silence a part of the whole.
Rising from oblivion, emotionless, expressionless,
eating its heart, scorching its thoughts.
It is naught, defining much more than lot,
it is all and one.
A Beast of knowledge, God of impiety,
within divinity and demoniac.
To tame its nerve, for avarice
ensue unrelenting misery.
Amidst patterns and flow, insanity
dwarfed by mere moments, is.
It speaks of instinct, intellect
shatters before its grandeur.
Elucidating nothing, catechizing everything,
a single truth dwells.
Epilogue.
Prologue.
From nothing, born
into everything void.
Into nothing it returns,
metaphorical wings ignite.
Tranquil calm, tumultuous noise
deafening silence a part of the whole.
Rising from oblivion, emotionless, expressionless,
eating its heart, scorching its thoughts.
It is naught, defining much more than lot,
it is all and one.
A Beast of knowledge, God of impiety,
within divinity and demoniac.
To tame its nerve, for avarice
ensue unrelenting misery.
Amidst patterns and flow, insanity
dwarfed by mere moments, is.
It speaks of instinct, intellect
shatters before its grandeur.
Elucidating nothing, catechizing everything,
a single truth dwells.
Epilogue.
13
Darken this verse,
with sour intentions.
I can't crave
this, your imperfection.
And like ticks,
you'll feed relentless,
not ever absolute.
Such weak examples,
disgraceful role models.
Decrepit, this soul
can find it.
The only truth.
I will die.
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Darken this verse,
with sour intentions.
I can't crave
this, your imperfection.
And like ticks,
you'll feed relentless,
not ever absolute.
Such weak examples,
disgraceful role models.
Decrepit, this soul
can find it.
The only truth.
I will die.
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Schizophrenic Philosophers
Catatonic inscriptions etches through my textile discernment
Insidious cycles of turmoil encased within a festering distress
Uncertainty obscures my comfort into a chaotic complacency
Transforming the subtle movement of thought and bewilderment
Through the re-occurring sequences of paranoia and my uneasy psychosis
Haunting the whole of this psyche and the mental state I've come to fancy
A tell-tale apprehension of merriment and contentment may be a dismal reality
All the while being obsessed with the unfavorable outcomes I conjure within
But, I can't get enough of the disarray that breeds within my frail skull
So distant from what I feel in the ecstasy of my self-selected normality
The meek proposal of sanity has little to hold against these crooked grins
As this chaotic thought process leaves rationality as a vague ideal to null
Expansive introspection has no limit to what is perceived as validity
And, to be enveloped in the ambiguity and delusion of fact is so enticing
We all know that we've all come to recognize the fabrication of our own truth
The futile attempts to obtain an immaculate conviction in pure solidity
Is so wondrously perfunctory and constant as the life that i'm living
That I dread the day of departure from this hysteric observance of aging youth
Catatonic inscriptions etches through my textile discernment
Insidious cycles of turmoil encased within a festering distress
Uncertainty obscures my comfort into a chaotic complacency
Transforming the subtle movement of thought and bewilderment
Through the re-occurring sequences of paranoia and my uneasy psychosis
Haunting the whole of this psyche and the mental state I've come to fancy
A tell-tale apprehension of merriment and contentment may be a dismal reality
All the while being obsessed with the unfavorable outcomes I conjure within
But, I can't get enough of the disarray that breeds within my frail skull
So distant from what I feel in the ecstasy of my self-selected normality
The meek proposal of sanity has little to hold against these crooked grins
As this chaotic thought process leaves rationality as a vague ideal to null
Expansive introspection has no limit to what is perceived as validity
And, to be enveloped in the ambiguity and delusion of fact is so enticing
We all know that we've all come to recognize the fabrication of our own truth
The futile attempts to obtain an immaculate conviction in pure solidity
Is so wondrously perfunctory and constant as the life that i'm living
That I dread the day of departure from this hysteric observance of aging youth
Anonymous
Where Was the Truth (when we needed it)
I think back, replay the scenario
of how we fell apart
to myself on that midnight train
leaving Carolina behind
unaware that I took the worst
letting the best click away with the steel clatter
I left you a message, from the bar
just a song from the jukebox
that I thought conveyed I was gone
and why
what I said when the alcohol faded
and the benzos lost their grip
was that I needed to breathe new air
feel a freshness and that we'd grown apart
even when you'd call me crying
in the middle of the night
playing that awful message I'd left
quoting country song lines
I was quiet
because the truth was too heavy to carry around
to attempt to explain was too hard
but, it could have have kept us
from being set free
I think back, replay the scenario
of how we fell apart
to myself on that midnight train
leaving Carolina behind
unaware that I took the worst
letting the best click away with the steel clatter
I left you a message, from the bar
just a song from the jukebox
that I thought conveyed I was gone
and why
what I said when the alcohol faded
and the benzos lost their grip
was that I needed to breathe new air
feel a freshness and that we'd grown apart
even when you'd call me crying
in the middle of the night
playing that awful message I'd left
quoting country song lines
I was quiet
because the truth was too heavy to carry around
to attempt to explain was too hard
but, it could have have kept us
from being set free
DEATH AND TAXES: Bloody Truth
Which comes first, life or death?
All of you would say life,
but I say otherwise;
there was destruction and death
before life was created.
There was darkness,
and everything was
just an empty space...
until the creation of the universe.
Then there was light!
So it's true, darkness comes first
before daylight...
and that's a fact, according to whom?
The truth of the matter is,
no one really knows!
You would say it was written
in the Bible according to Genesis,
but what if those were lies
manipulated by Satan
to make us believe?
To seek the light
beyond the horizon
is like looking for a needle
in the haystack;
eliminate the variables,
and take a paradigm shift,
then we can see clearly
what we're looking for.
If you don't trust me,
it's your bleed and not mine!
The truth lies within our grasp:
in our minds, and in our souls...
If we believe in something -
that's the TRUTH for some of us;
In this world, only two things are certain:
DEATH and TAXES--
and that's the bloody TRUTH!
Which comes first, life or death?
All of you would say life,
but I say otherwise;
there was destruction and death
before life was created.
There was darkness,
and everything was
just an empty space...
until the creation of the universe.
Then there was light!
So it's true, darkness comes first
before daylight...
and that's a fact, according to whom?
The truth of the matter is,
no one really knows!
You would say it was written
in the Bible according to Genesis,
but what if those were lies
manipulated by Satan
to make us believe?
To seek the light
beyond the horizon
is like looking for a needle
in the haystack;
eliminate the variables,
and take a paradigm shift,
then we can see clearly
what we're looking for.
If you don't trust me,
it's your bleed and not mine!
The truth lies within our grasp:
in our minds, and in our souls...
If we believe in something -
that's the TRUTH for some of us;
In this world, only two things are certain:
DEATH and TAXES--
and that's the bloody TRUTH!
Nothing is Farther From the Truth
http://www.expertbail.com/upload/sexchange.jpg
This is a tale about Johnny
who was sweeter than honey
Johnny who?
There was a handsome guy named Johnny
who was so funny, until he lost all his money
for the culmination of his lifelong dream -
becoming a beautiful Jhoanie...
Jhoanie met a rich rancher named Anthony
while riding in his white pony;
they fell in love, and after the matrimony
Anthony whispered to Jhoanie:
"Don't be surprised honey,
if I tell you I'm not really Anthony -
my real name is Antoniette.
I was afraid you won't marry me,
if I tell you the truth about the real me."
Jhoanie laughed out loud, so loud
until she sounded hoarse,
and until her laughter broke into tears,
and sobbing she proclaimed:
Honey, omigosh! This is so funny,
for I used to be Johnny!
Whether this is sweet or cruel
twist of fate:
nothing is farther from the truth,
for God created man in His own image,
no man should interfere, but...
I leave that, for you to decide.
Sometimes the truth really hurts,
yet the same truth can free us
from a life of lies and hatred
making us see the world
in a different light.
http://www.expertbail.com/upload/sexchange.jpg
This is a tale about Johnny
who was sweeter than honey
Johnny who?
There was a handsome guy named Johnny
who was so funny, until he lost all his money
for the culmination of his lifelong dream -
becoming a beautiful Jhoanie...
Jhoanie met a rich rancher named Anthony
while riding in his white pony;
they fell in love, and after the matrimony
Anthony whispered to Jhoanie:
"Don't be surprised honey,
if I tell you I'm not really Anthony -
my real name is Antoniette.
I was afraid you won't marry me,
if I tell you the truth about the real me."
Jhoanie laughed out loud, so loud
until she sounded hoarse,
and until her laughter broke into tears,
and sobbing she proclaimed:
Honey, omigosh! This is so funny,
for I used to be Johnny!
Whether this is sweet or cruel
twist of fate:
nothing is farther from the truth,
for God created man in His own image,
no man should interfere, but...
I leave that, for you to decide.
Sometimes the truth really hurts,
yet the same truth can free us
from a life of lies and hatred
making us see the world
in a different light.
Can We Handle The Truth?
Freedom is to gun point,
as Christianity is to sword's blade
History has no place to anoint
regardless of how they were spread
The outcome, pretty much the same:
Bloody hell - what a shameful truth!
Why do we get mad and upset
when we receive what others get;
have we forgotten the golden rule?
"Do unto others what you
want others do unto you,"
and the popular law on physics:
"For every action, there's an equal,
and opposite reaction."
Then, there's this old adage from the holy book:
"An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth"
If we follow this according to its context,
sooner or later...
we'll all be blind and toothless!
Can we handle this sad truth?
When we conquer other nations
in the name of the cross:
they embrace our faith,
and lost their freedom.
How about if we conquer them
in the name of freedom?
Their faith would still be intact but,
can you honestly call that freedom?
You may agree or disagree
depending on which side you're on,
but for a conquered soul
nothing is sweeter than
flying freely as a bird...
and that's true freedom!
I guess by now Christianity and Freedom
are two different things; that's why
there's separation of church and state.
But try to look at them closely -
they have some similarities:
dark secrets and more dark secrets!
The "Dead Sea Scrolls" revealed the truth
that was hidden for so long; how many
more scrolls do we need to find
to discover what the church is hiding?
Sooner or later the truth will come to light,
but do we rather not see daylight
for fear of releasing Pandora's wrath?
We try to keep our freedom intact
by spreading it among nations on earth -
fighting tyranny and slavery
sometimes resorting to
clandestine operations,
and other extreme measures:
known as "top secret missions"
just to hit our marked targets!
Farther down the road,
as years passed by
those secrets
are secrets no more,
for we believe that the truth
will set us free.
The question is:
can we handle the TRUTH?
Freedom is to gun point,
as Christianity is to sword's blade
History has no place to anoint
regardless of how they were spread
The outcome, pretty much the same:
Bloody hell - what a shameful truth!
Why do we get mad and upset
when we receive what others get;
have we forgotten the golden rule?
"Do unto others what you
want others do unto you,"
and the popular law on physics:
"For every action, there's an equal,
and opposite reaction."
Then, there's this old adage from the holy book:
"An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth"
If we follow this according to its context,
sooner or later...
we'll all be blind and toothless!
Can we handle this sad truth?
When we conquer other nations
in the name of the cross:
they embrace our faith,
and lost their freedom.
How about if we conquer them
in the name of freedom?
Their faith would still be intact but,
can you honestly call that freedom?
You may agree or disagree
depending on which side you're on,
but for a conquered soul
nothing is sweeter than
flying freely as a bird...
and that's true freedom!
I guess by now Christianity and Freedom
are two different things; that's why
there's separation of church and state.
But try to look at them closely -
they have some similarities:
dark secrets and more dark secrets!
The "Dead Sea Scrolls" revealed the truth
that was hidden for so long; how many
more scrolls do we need to find
to discover what the church is hiding?
Sooner or later the truth will come to light,
but do we rather not see daylight
for fear of releasing Pandora's wrath?
We try to keep our freedom intact
by spreading it among nations on earth -
fighting tyranny and slavery
sometimes resorting to
clandestine operations,
and other extreme measures:
known as "top secret missions"
just to hit our marked targets!
Farther down the road,
as years passed by
those secrets
are secrets no more,
for we believe that the truth
will set us free.
The question is:
can we handle the TRUTH?
Moths
We are but moths
fated to die
drawn to life's flame
Some do not rise
dead before their time
Others burn early
choosing the fast path
the "dead legacy"
all that's left behind
Still others wither
dying slowly
like fading embers
Death our one true
victory over time
DO you think its the injunction of genres that possesses the truth?
The more your ego grows in to a positive circle egocentric circle the more truth, negative ego has lack of truth.
Truth frightens people. You need certain tactics to get to a resolution.
The word Genesis hides alot of truth. What type? Is he/she a killer? Would you tell someone and risk your own life? Truth or Dare maybe. Dare provides comfort when leading to truth!
Truth is earned from loneliness and independence.
Truth can change constantly as we do too. Flawless.
Timing is important for truth.
The right dress sense, you wouldn't want to be in red pyjamas when you have stolen red pyjamas. Truth shows. Wear them when its less obvious and you have forgotten its a crime, its not lying just forgetting!
When you fall off the bicycle do you say it hurts? Or do you cover it up with laughter (By then forcing yourself to really laugh)Truth hurts.
And truth is honour.
Thanks
The more your ego grows in to a positive circle egocentric circle the more truth, negative ego has lack of truth.
Truth frightens people. You need certain tactics to get to a resolution.
The word Genesis hides alot of truth. What type? Is he/she a killer? Would you tell someone and risk your own life? Truth or Dare maybe. Dare provides comfort when leading to truth!
Truth is earned from loneliness and independence.
Truth can change constantly as we do too. Flawless.
Timing is important for truth.
The right dress sense, you wouldn't want to be in red pyjamas when you have stolen red pyjamas. Truth shows. Wear them when its less obvious and you have forgotten its a crime, its not lying just forgetting!
When you fall off the bicycle do you say it hurts? Or do you cover it up with laughter (By then forcing yourself to really laugh)Truth hurts.
And truth is honour.
Thanks
Anonymous
COMPETITION - TRUTH
WINNER = 13
RUNNER-UP: DexstaRay and Poetic Engineer (EngrVV)
All the submissions were very very good.
This was like judging the Olympics...very close...no bad one...
Congratulations to all...
Thank you for submitting
Kitty
