Poetry competition CLOSED 26th July 2013 9:52pm
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UnleashedHeathen
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UnleashedHeathen
Fire of Insight
United States 3awards
Joined 6th Dec 2011
Forum Posts: 578

Wallflower:


We push ourselves against the wall
as if afraid to bloom
Our stark dream becomes a harsh reality when truth is too afraid of its shadow
The moment of realization will cease to matter when too much blood has been shed
We are  wallflowers; soon to be alone  like the defeated

We are but prisoners, having no respect for ourselves
Laziness and fuck up has become the truth, as if to say we are too afraid of what others may say

We have become men who grab their cocks, and wave them like a flag
As if to say every wretched pussy they slide into gives them the right to the freedom that others died for
Young men have no purpose, they are video game experts but can't pass mathematics in class
Cursing at their mothers like welfare drunks, but no spine has been seen in the game

And women who are black cats that walk the streets, superstition and whoring around in its wake
Bitch and Bad Girl used flippantly, as if their furry tails have no value or backbone
Short skirt women are getting raped and used while other women can't even show their face in some countries
But our lack of bravado is only showing our true colors; we are better off showing our skin than standing up for ourselves

And then we wonder what happened.



-I feel as if this doesn't apply to the competition. Let me know, and I'll resubmit-

caxton
Thought Provoker
United States 1awards
Joined 9th July 2013
Forum Posts: 160

why are kids such fucking wimps?
because their parents never let them fall or fail
so i'll kick them down the staircase
and tell them to get their own fucking band-aid

walk it off! walk it off!

why are kids so stupid
because they watch t.v.
play video games
what the fuck happened to books?

why aren't they as smart as i am?
they just aren't that lucky.
i'm not even as smart as i am

i'm so evolved i don't capitalize my I's

poet Anonymous

this is an interesting comp-and not for all the "usual reasons..LOL
Ive been very ill or I'd play along..
carry on ;-)

EngrVV
D_Poetic Engineer
Dangerous Mind
United States 40awards
Joined 11th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 2483

Gone Are the Days




It was a bright Saturday morning as I jog,
along my path came a running -
a fawn with a puppy on its tail,
around the bushes it went,
until it vanished from my sight.

With the bouncing ball on my hand
and a bottle of water on the other,
I continued to the playground…
Surprised to see not a single soul
on the basketball court,
and on the slides;
The ghost-ridden swings
barely moved with the wind!

Two decades ago, I had to wait for hours
so I can play ball with the older kids,
now I own the court by myself,
I wonder what happened to the rest of the kids.
They must have been tired
playing until the wee hours--
playing: golf on Wii, basketball on Xbox,
baseball on Playstation, and other electronic games
on their handheld Gameboy and cell phones
Their fat-asses can’t leave the soft couches,
roaring like lions when bothered,
but cry like wimps when bullied
on social networking sites.

Is this the result of modern technology?
Can we blame the comforts that science,
and technologies bring forth to our children?
The answer is a big NO!
The culprit lies in parenthood –
what the children see on TV and online
can be regulated by responsible parents,
and lead by example being the role models.
But wait…what example could they give?
If they’re on booze and drugs everyday,
barely could spell their names,
and don’t care a fuck how the world spins,
and if it still spins around them;
Yet, they’re the first to complain
why the educational funds and social services
are being drastically cut.
Some street-smart solons might have figured out,
and tried to relieve Uncle Sam of his burdens!

That’s just one side of the coin,
do you wanna hear some more?
Forget it brother,
I don’t wanna sound like a broken record,
just like the old preacher in the house
of broken dreams;
I could go on and on with the pussification list
but I need to attend first to the waiting pussycat…
don’t count me in with the wimps,
I’m just a pussy lover!






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