Poetry competition CLOSED 24th November 2009 5:20pm
WINNER
CruelHandedWriter (Jamie Rhodes)
CruelHandedWriter (Jamie Rhodes)
RUNNERS-UP:
Merda
and roonerspism
Love-letter Competition
Alright I got it:
Perfection (Utterly Impossible but We Can Find It Together)
I lie in the damp, rustling grass,
Spellbound beneath iridescent stars,
A tranquil zephyr whisks against my face,
This silent night is so serene,
Lost in the sands of the infinite,
The still world, wrapped in a ghostly veil.
Passionate bliss under crystal moonlight.
You lie there by my side,
Holding my hand gently in yours,
Vibrant hair flowing in the breeze,
My gaze is adrift within those oceanic eyes,
Trapped for eternity,
Your melodious voice, a nightingale among pigeons.
Your aura imprisons me, slowly drawing me closer.
We, frozen in time,
Held by the other’s presence,
Our minds fixed sharing a single thought,
Tightly bound to one another,
Never dreaming to let go,
We draw closer.
Lips intertwine for our first kiss.
Perfection (Utterly Impossible but We Can Find It Together)
I lie in the damp, rustling grass,
Spellbound beneath iridescent stars,
A tranquil zephyr whisks against my face,
This silent night is so serene,
Lost in the sands of the infinite,
The still world, wrapped in a ghostly veil.
Passionate bliss under crystal moonlight.
You lie there by my side,
Holding my hand gently in yours,
Vibrant hair flowing in the breeze,
My gaze is adrift within those oceanic eyes,
Trapped for eternity,
Your melodious voice, a nightingale among pigeons.
Your aura imprisons me, slowly drawing me closer.
We, frozen in time,
Held by the other’s presence,
Our minds fixed sharing a single thought,
Tightly bound to one another,
Never dreaming to let go,
We draw closer.
Lips intertwine for our first kiss.
Anonymous
thank u jamie n Lil-Drummer-Boy for your entries. Im saving my comments for later:-) thank u Viddax,Kylee, Geoff n Sinead for yor interest . I look forward to ur entries!:-)
Lost In Translation
One day I met a girl from school
I'd not seen in a while
I recognised her straight away
That lovely beaming smile
We stopped and talked the day away
We had a lot of fun
She told me that she liked kebabs
That's how my heart was won
We went out for a beer or twelve
Then we went back to mine
But love with her was not to be
Which turned out to be fine
It's not that she was ugly
I'm not some sort of prude
She wasn't quite my type, you see
Because she was a dude...
One day I met a girl from school
I'd not seen in a while
I recognised her straight away
That lovely beaming smile
We stopped and talked the day away
We had a lot of fun
She told me that she liked kebabs
That's how my heart was won
We went out for a beer or twelve
Then we went back to mine
But love with her was not to be
Which turned out to be fine
It's not that she was ugly
I'm not some sort of prude
She wasn't quite my type, you see
Because she was a dude...
Do You Remember?
Do you remember the place
Where we sat and watched the sun go down?
The magical majesty
Of fire reflecting on the water.
Do you remember when we stayed up all night,
Just to see the stars slowly fade
As the sun rose?
The purity of your smile,
And the warmth of your body
Are imprinted on my memory.
Do you remember when I moved away?
We cried until there were no more tears,
And we were left staring
Into each others red rimmed eyes.
I never wanted to go
But you were the only one
I was staying for.
Do you remember the place
Where we sat and watched the sun go down?
The magical majesty
Of fire reflecting on the water.
Do you remember when we stayed up all night,
Just to see the stars slowly fade
As the sun rose?
The purity of your smile,
And the warmth of your body
Are imprinted on my memory.
Do you remember when I moved away?
We cried until there were no more tears,
And we were left staring
Into each others red rimmed eyes.
I never wanted to go
But you were the only one
I was staying for.
Anonymous
thank u geoff for ur entry.Im so pleased:-)
My entry is a mix between light and dark, hope and despair, past and future. Going in between the lines as is my will. A bit long though, i think!!
To the Love I do not have
To the Love I do not have
That is not at my side
Because you are not here
Or because it isn’t to be
Because I am not worthy
How I wait
As time slips by
A wave of mixed feelings
Enraptured hope
Looming despair
And quite contentment waiting it out
Waiting, waiting
For the day to dawn
When I can embrace you
And shower you with passion
My unfound land
You shall never be mine
A dream too fine to be
An odd piece
In the puzzle of my heart
My heart, my unconquered heart
Where love has not yet made a claim
It has visited in fleeting faces
And in precious moments
But not yet embodied
And distilled in company
When you fine me
I wish to be at my best
Neither rapture nor despair
Simply acceptance
And content
Not fiery passion that scorches us
Or icy contempt for impossible beauty
Simply a gentle spring breeze
Where I can caress your face
And play with your hair
Walk wherever our want takes us
Always good
Wherever, whenever, however
To the Love I do not yet have
To the Love I do not have
To the Love I do not have
That is not at my side
Because you are not here
Or because it isn’t to be
Because I am not worthy
How I wait
As time slips by
A wave of mixed feelings
Enraptured hope
Looming despair
And quite contentment waiting it out
Waiting, waiting
For the day to dawn
When I can embrace you
And shower you with passion
My unfound land
You shall never be mine
A dream too fine to be
An odd piece
In the puzzle of my heart
My heart, my unconquered heart
Where love has not yet made a claim
It has visited in fleeting faces
And in precious moments
But not yet embodied
And distilled in company
When you fine me
I wish to be at my best
Neither rapture nor despair
Simply acceptance
And content
Not fiery passion that scorches us
Or icy contempt for impossible beauty
Simply a gentle spring breeze
Where I can caress your face
And play with your hair
Walk wherever our want takes us
Always good
Wherever, whenever, however
To the Love I do not yet have
Anonymous
thank u for your entry Viddax.
I have written this poem, almost an year ago and this poem is very much special to me...
Love-Letter!!!
One Paper Rose, a Hallmark or an Archie's...
The many unsaid things, the left out heart,
Best of luck, good wishes, get well soon, or even flirt,
One may give you an opportunity, and sometimes misunderstandings sought.
It seemed like a spider suspended in its tapestry,
In its intense black background getting slightly jittery,
As if its shackle could not convince it to protest,
(Nor detach its piece of heart from her),
And so suspended, awaiting pointless-
My first glance on it, I decided her to confess.
My first love letter was penned down,
Scary, dreamy, unusual, and one built world of my own-
"I've seen you, I love you from my past,
I want to meet you, a boy's wish at last."
There came the appointed day, and she never came,
I had no reasons for myself but to blame.
That day I crossed by her side, and she was adjacent to me,
She had fever, and she knew never...
I was near her, very near, but afraid,
Her non-acquaintance for sure I have not bred,
It was not my moment and I took it for granted.
Because she could not ignore her pity for the spider,
Her gentle palms gestured delicacy, and she was queer-
I wish the creature could have said anything on my behalf,
One thing for sure, she was unable to dump my stuff.
Love-Letter!!!
One Paper Rose, a Hallmark or an Archie's...
The many unsaid things, the left out heart,
Best of luck, good wishes, get well soon, or even flirt,
One may give you an opportunity, and sometimes misunderstandings sought.
It seemed like a spider suspended in its tapestry,
In its intense black background getting slightly jittery,
As if its shackle could not convince it to protest,
(Nor detach its piece of heart from her),
And so suspended, awaiting pointless-
My first glance on it, I decided her to confess.
My first love letter was penned down,
Scary, dreamy, unusual, and one built world of my own-
"I've seen you, I love you from my past,
I want to meet you, a boy's wish at last."
There came the appointed day, and she never came,
I had no reasons for myself but to blame.
That day I crossed by her side, and she was adjacent to me,
She had fever, and she knew never...
I was near her, very near, but afraid,
Her non-acquaintance for sure I have not bred,
It was not my moment and I took it for granted.
Because she could not ignore her pity for the spider,
Her gentle palms gestured delicacy, and she was queer-
I wish the creature could have said anything on my behalf,
One thing for sure, she was unable to dump my stuff.
Anonymous
thank u for your poem anand
here goes
To you whom i once loved...
you sent me flowers
which rotted and withered away
still can't get the stench
out of my favorite vase
you mailed me cards
plastered with odd sentiments
the awkwardness i felt
still and always will remain
you gave me a ring
cluttered with diamonds which cut me
the scars remain
on my dainty fingers
you awarded me with kisses
the same you gave to her
the taste of deceit
lingers on my tongue
you bedded me with orgasms
and she screamed your name
my body is forever polluted with
her promiscuity
so to you whom i once loved...
may you and your squalid whore
scorch in the flames of hell evermore
To you whom i once loved...
you sent me flowers
which rotted and withered away
still can't get the stench
out of my favorite vase
you mailed me cards
plastered with odd sentiments
the awkwardness i felt
still and always will remain
you gave me a ring
cluttered with diamonds which cut me
the scars remain
on my dainty fingers
you awarded me with kisses
the same you gave to her
the taste of deceit
lingers on my tongue
you bedded me with orgasms
and she screamed your name
my body is forever polluted with
her promiscuity
so to you whom i once loved...
may you and your squalid whore
scorch in the flames of hell evermore
Anonymous
thank u dazed for ur poem, im saving my comments for later:-)
Anonymous
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Anonymous
It's in the way
Look in the way that your eyes
slightly twinkle when they meet mine.
How your lips formed like daily,
suddenly changes in an innocent shine.
It's in the way of the heavy mist hanging around your head,
balanced with a rising sun from the side of the heart.
It's in the way that the sky sparkles
when your hand tells stories to my right.
In the scent of invisible flowers,
growing like gardens in my soul.
It's in the way that you make notes by breathing,
hypnotising my world and beyond.
It's in the way that your words float
on the teardrop of my happiness.
It's in the way your vision creates me
in shades of for itself speaking colors.
In the way that your laugh of silence
draws chapters of untouched nature in my mind,
with hidden lines of magic
created by your thoughts of eternity.
It's in the way that your existence
slid into one beating life,
where I cannot explain ...
That I love you because of the way .
Look in the way that your eyes
slightly twinkle when they meet mine.
How your lips formed like daily,
suddenly changes in an innocent shine.
It's in the way of the heavy mist hanging around your head,
balanced with a rising sun from the side of the heart.
It's in the way that the sky sparkles
when your hand tells stories to my right.
In the scent of invisible flowers,
growing like gardens in my soul.
It's in the way that you make notes by breathing,
hypnotising my world and beyond.
It's in the way that your words float
on the teardrop of my happiness.
It's in the way your vision creates me
in shades of for itself speaking colors.
In the way that your laugh of silence
draws chapters of untouched nature in my mind,
with hidden lines of magic
created by your thoughts of eternity.
It's in the way that your existence
slid into one beating life,
where I cannot explain ...
That I love you because of the way .
A wind up toy, my little heart
Your hand
so deft
and touch
all new
But there is no knowing
no
So know,
for you know not what you do
You are blind.
Conductor to my little drummer
reading wrong the wrong score -
true
Effort worth an orchestra
But there is no knowing
so,
please know
he beats for knowing you
You are blind
with bliss in ignorance
So by this
I wish my vision flew
May I see the same sans wound-up heart
For no knowing;
or
To never
have known you.
Your hand
so deft
and touch
all new
But there is no knowing
no
So know,
for you know not what you do
You are blind.
Conductor to my little drummer
reading wrong the wrong score -
true
Effort worth an orchestra
But there is no knowing
so,
please know
he beats for knowing you
You are blind
with bliss in ignorance
So by this
I wish my vision flew
May I see the same sans wound-up heart
For no knowing;
or
To never
have known you.
