Poetry competition CLOSED 12th October 2013 1:50pm
WINNER
PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
RUNNERS-UP:
Grace
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Halloween Comes to Life
Poetry Contest Description
I got this idea from a Disney movie I once saw... It was part of the Halloweentown Series. Everyone at a school dance became the thing they went dressed up as. Imagine if this happened in real life. What kind of chaos would happen?
Demons would be walking the earth.... Fairies wold be flying around.... Sluts, would probably stay sluts. Think of all the creatures one would see.
-- 2 entries per person
-- Any style, any length
Have fun with it! I'm interested to see what y'all will come up with.
-- 2 entries per person
-- Any style, any length
Have fun with it! I'm interested to see what y'all will come up with.
TRIX
Through magic of black,
or a lone child's wish.
What was make believe,
all came to exist.
The masks that they wore.
The many in robes.
From clowns to killers,
superheros to gnomes.
Fires were started.
many lives lost.
Shadows were dancing,
Barriers crossed.
Wars were declared,
and wouldn't have stopped...
If it wasn't for one man,
whom dressed up as God.
Through magic of black,
or a lone child's wish.
What was make believe,
all came to exist.
The masks that they wore.
The many in robes.
From clowns to killers,
superheros to gnomes.
Fires were started.
many lives lost.
Shadows were dancing,
Barriers crossed.
Wars were declared,
and wouldn't have stopped...
If it wasn't for one man,
whom dressed up as God.
DANCE WITH THE DEVIL
I wish I may, I wish I might
Be spellbound as the devil tonight.
Crimson skin with a barbed tail
All bow before me, The Lord of Hell.
Grasping my pitchfork
Pull free the cork,
Will it even work?
I would just slay, I would spin rites
Of my fellow demons for nightly sacrifice.
Become a victim of the spell,
Shaping me into The Lord of Hell.
Red rimmed eyeballs
Stating from the walls,
Why do you stall?
Deep into the night
Demons in the light
Painful splendors reveled when
You dance with the devil.
Strike me from the skies
When I tell you lies tonight.
She wish to lay with me tonight
An unholy angel stricken from the light.
So vile with brimstone smell,
Sulfur in my veins, The Lord of Hell.
Lighted by the flames,
Lavished in the fame,
Time to play a game.
Flickering flames, the only light
Necromancers party with delight.
Corpses waiting for the tale,
Of the rising of The Lord of Hell.
Cold skin, it lingers
Caressing undead fingers
Homage to the stranger.
Deep into the night
Demons in the light
Painful splendors reveled when
You dance with the devil.
Strike me from the skies
When I tell you lies tonight.
By the fire,
We all dance
Naked with the sires,
Necromance.
The moon shows us
The right way
Through mounds of dead and pus,
Kiss the slain.
And still she stays in green light
Putrid shadows dance upon the sight
Of pentagrams, crucifixion nails
All bow before The Lord of Hell.
Forked tongue licking
The blood that is sticking
A treat or a tricking.
Deep into the night
Demons in the light
Painful splendors reveled when
You dance with the devil.
Strike me from the skies
When I tell you lies tonight.
I wish I may, I wish I might
Be spellbound as the devil tonight.
Crimson skin with a barbed tail
All bow before me, The Lord of Hell.
Grasping my pitchfork
Pull free the cork,
Will it even work?
I would just slay, I would spin rites
Of my fellow demons for nightly sacrifice.
Become a victim of the spell,
Shaping me into The Lord of Hell.
Red rimmed eyeballs
Stating from the walls,
Why do you stall?
Deep into the night
Demons in the light
Painful splendors reveled when
You dance with the devil.
Strike me from the skies
When I tell you lies tonight.
She wish to lay with me tonight
An unholy angel stricken from the light.
So vile with brimstone smell,
Sulfur in my veins, The Lord of Hell.
Lighted by the flames,
Lavished in the fame,
Time to play a game.
Flickering flames, the only light
Necromancers party with delight.
Corpses waiting for the tale,
Of the rising of The Lord of Hell.
Cold skin, it lingers
Caressing undead fingers
Homage to the stranger.
Deep into the night
Demons in the light
Painful splendors reveled when
You dance with the devil.
Strike me from the skies
When I tell you lies tonight.
By the fire,
We all dance
Naked with the sires,
Necromance.
The moon shows us
The right way
Through mounds of dead and pus,
Kiss the slain.
And still she stays in green light
Putrid shadows dance upon the sight
Of pentagrams, crucifixion nails
All bow before The Lord of Hell.
Forked tongue licking
The blood that is sticking
A treat or a tricking.
Deep into the night
Demons in the light
Painful splendors reveled when
You dance with the devil.
Strike me from the skies
When I tell you lies tonight.
Anonymous
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THE CARNIVALE IN VENICE - MASQUERADE
The Carnival of Venice
Everyone robed for the ball
Although I am a woman
I now dress as a man
This is not permitted
I will enjoy myself
As long as I can
Ah there I see a veiled lady
With her rosy lips
Her exciting cleavage
The gleam in her eyes
Oh how I would love to
Seduce the lady in blue
There is music in the air
Laughter and gaiety
I approach the lady fair
Ask her to dance with me
She says yes and I lower my voice
Tell her she is lovely
Kiss her on her neck
Tell her I am the Marquis of So and So
A prominent and handsome man
What a match I would make
For that lady fair
Now is my chance
Romance is in the air
Couples are a courting
In the moonlight
I take her to a courtyard
When we kiss passionately
My hands wander
Over her bosom
She has let me
Now comes the tricky part
She must remain a virgin
So I am very cautious
As I find her mound of venus
And what lies below it
Careful fingers feel the rush
Of sweet fluids and the buckling
Of her knees, one more time
And her hymen is gone with ease
The night becomes dawn
She has to go home
I have to run
Cannot be caught
Impersonating a man
Only once a year
Can I come out of the closet
I go home to my husband
Children and my bourgeoisie.
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I may remove this......
Carnivale is sort of like Halloween
so I thought I would post it.....
If this poem offends the moderator...I will remove it....
THE CARNIVALE IN VENICE - MASQUERADE
The Carnival of Venice
Everyone robed for the ball
Although I am a woman
I now dress as a man
This is not permitted
I will enjoy myself
As long as I can
Ah there I see a veiled lady
With her rosy lips
Her exciting cleavage
The gleam in her eyes
Oh how I would love to
Seduce the lady in blue
There is music in the air
Laughter and gaiety
I approach the lady fair
Ask her to dance with me
She says yes and I lower my voice
Tell her she is lovely
Kiss her on her neck
Tell her I am the Marquis of So and So
A prominent and handsome man
What a match I would make
For that lady fair
Now is my chance
Romance is in the air
Couples are a courting
In the moonlight
I take her to a courtyard
When we kiss passionately
My hands wander
Over her bosom
She has let me
Now comes the tricky part
She must remain a virgin
So I am very cautious
As I find her mound of venus
And what lies below it
Careful fingers feel the rush
Of sweet fluids and the buckling
Of her knees, one more time
And her hymen is gone with ease
The night becomes dawn
She has to go home
I have to run
Cannot be caught
Impersonating a man
Only once a year
Can I come out of the closet
I go home to my husband
Children and my bourgeoisie.
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I may remove this......
Carnivale is sort of like Halloween
so I thought I would post it.....
If this poem offends the moderator...I will remove it....
They are Alive!!
they walked in costumed,
as rats and cats
and super mice
some came as vampires
with bloodied mouths
others ghouls
zombies and ghosts
many other things worst
the party was noisy
laughter screams
like caffeined banshees
upon the stage
appear a wizard
cruel face
with crueler voice
indeed, a demented soul
Live and be alive
screams he, silence reigned
and all the costumed
became as they were dressed
cacophony of sounds
screams and shouts
then the party began
out the door they scrambled
the street was swamped
with evil beings
hitting and eating
anything alive
some even their companions
houses open to trick or treat
were rampaged
and tricked treated
half eaten and stiffening corpses
on the streets, doorsteps and homes
through the night the hordes
they with abandon gorged
on men and women
cats, dogs, a couple of cows
no one was spared
even the ticks
come dawn, the motley crowd
they came to in consternation
see the horror they created
during the night when madness
stole their hearts and mind
the wizard gone
the magic's worn
they face the jury in the morn.
they walked in costumed,
as rats and cats
and super mice
some came as vampires
with bloodied mouths
others ghouls
zombies and ghosts
many other things worst
the party was noisy
laughter screams
like caffeined banshees
upon the stage
appear a wizard
cruel face
with crueler voice
indeed, a demented soul
Live and be alive
screams he, silence reigned
and all the costumed
became as they were dressed
cacophony of sounds
screams and shouts
then the party began
out the door they scrambled
the street was swamped
with evil beings
hitting and eating
anything alive
some even their companions
houses open to trick or treat
were rampaged
and tricked treated
half eaten and stiffening corpses
on the streets, doorsteps and homes
through the night the hordes
they with abandon gorged
on men and women
cats, dogs, a couple of cows
no one was spared
even the ticks
come dawn, the motley crowd
they came to in consternation
see the horror they created
during the night when madness
stole their hearts and mind
the wizard gone
the magic's worn
they face the jury in the morn.
Demon's, shape shifter's, vermin of all style, zombies, reptilian monsters, and this endless parade went on and on.
For what seemed like endless innumerable miles!
They marched onward under a blood red moon that looked upon
them like one wicked demonic eye that would consume.
They marched to an old abandoned city where their festival
once a year would be enjoyed with great intensity!
I peered safely from a mountain top with these high powered
night scope goggles. I had hoped this was the safest distance from this dark circus. That I would never wish to be within that debacle.
They danced they sung into the night. Howling and shrieking and telling tales of fright. Doing the weirdest magic. And even eating captured human slaves!!! That part I had turned away from unable to look their way.
I begin to wonder why this party continued onward so long!!!
Was the sun ever going to rise and end their wicked dance and song. Suddenly I felt a pointed ghostly claw tap me on my back. I spun around and it was a specter. Who said "This is the other side the sun shall never rise...your dead..."
