Poetry competition CLOSED 6th November 2014 7:12pm
WINNER
JBandekPoetry (LostWords)
JBandekPoetry (LostWords)
RUNNER-UP:
kriticool
deepest feeling
The Origin of her Eclipse
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slow movement and sad songs in a land of ashes and rock
absent of a velvet sanctuary and no soothing sun rescue
a curse splintered and driven into flesh already bruised and broken
eyes wept blisters of pain, into palms of hopelessness
slipping through spaces, drenching the will and weighing it down
with an iron fist full of thistled promises, she held them in her blood
her blood—pooled beneath her heart
her heart—always working to fix itself, always torn, the colour blue—spreading
I don't want to attach this to me, it is not about me, but a girl I once knew
she crawled away and I lost her, somewhere in a place of dying flowers
and Cemetery whispers, a place where her haunted soul held onto every ghost
her burial ground, where she still breathed and the sand still fell
there is no planned rescue, not that I know of
I should shower, wash away the memory, let it suffocate—let her suffocate
she might come back
loved
the deepest feeling
is feeling loved
when you know you shouldnt
is feeling wanted
when you know it shouldnt be true
the deepest feeling
is knowing someone cares
though you didnt ask them to
to menthe deepest feeling
is the fleeting love
the teenaged sweet romance
the one who was your everything and all
who made you feel real again
the deepest feeling
is an innocent kiss
cuddles and hair pets and romcoms
its pizza and adventures
its sunsets and tea
and a sweet boy
making you feel like a prince
telling you that you deserve the world
the deepest feeling
is being free
the deepest feeling
is feeling loved
when you know you shouldnt
is feeling wanted
when you know it shouldnt be true
the deepest feeling
is knowing someone cares
though you didnt ask them to
to menthe deepest feeling
is the fleeting love
the teenaged sweet romance
the one who was your everything and all
who made you feel real again
the deepest feeling
is an innocent kiss
cuddles and hair pets and romcoms
its pizza and adventures
its sunsets and tea
and a sweet boy
making you feel like a prince
telling you that you deserve the world
the deepest feeling
is being free
Memories
I turn around to find
Emptiness inside
I know I'll always crave the better life
And I know I can be brave in my mind
But I can't form actions from these thoughts
So I'm better off broke with the things that I bought
Wasting my time crying
Over empty things
Waste my time fighting
The fear of this masterpiece
That I've created in my mind
Clever of me to find
Now I know how I think
But that won't solve my problems
Understanding this jealousy
Can't deactivate my longing
I turn around to find
Emptiness inside
I know I'll always crave the better life
And I know I can be brave in my mind
But I can't form actions from these thoughts
So I'm better off broke with the things that I bought
Wasting my time crying
Over empty things
Waste my time fighting
The fear of this masterpiece
That I've created in my mind
Clever of me to find
Now I know how I think
But that won't solve my problems
Understanding this jealousy
Can't deactivate my longing
-Sinking in this sea
There is a feeling deep
lurking beneath the shallow
confine of the vision of your mind
grasping at cold-glass walls
slick and thick
no stones shall break through
Escaping this pad-lock prison
is like swimming 7 seas
and the ground is never solid
to get on your knees
and beg please
I call for help
for i am drowning ever deeper
darker surroundings
I need to feed
off the profoundness
the exotic textures
and ideal mixtures
scenic fixtures
in the royal halls of
the imagination
to pull me
from my annihilation
growing from my blood-war
battered scarred situation.
There is a feeling deep
lurking beneath the shallow
confine of the vision of your mind
grasping at cold-glass walls
slick and thick
no stones shall break through
Escaping this pad-lock prison
is like swimming 7 seas
and the ground is never solid
to get on your knees
and beg please
I call for help
for i am drowning ever deeper
darker surroundings
I need to feed
off the profoundness
the exotic textures
and ideal mixtures
scenic fixtures
in the royal halls of
the imagination
to pull me
from my annihilation
growing from my blood-war
battered scarred situation.
Love
A madness permeates my being
It will not dissipate
I'd buried it deep for years
Thought I had succeeded in sealing my fate
When I least expected it
It came back with a vengeance
Bowled me over, sent me scurrying to find a hidey place
But it found me...won't leave me alone
My life consumed by this madness that wants to be owned
I've tried, I've looked hard to satisfy its desire
Wandered down some promising paths
But in the end they didn't last
So here it is, back again
Telling me not to give in
You will succeed is what it says
Pick yourself up and try again
Make yourself vulnerable
Don't hedge your bets
Don't choose those who are unavailable
You have to love, be loved in return
It's only then that your life will be complete
A madness permeates my being
It will not dissipate
I'd buried it deep for years
Thought I had succeeded in sealing my fate
When I least expected it
It came back with a vengeance
Bowled me over, sent me scurrying to find a hidey place
But it found me...won't leave me alone
My life consumed by this madness that wants to be owned
I've tried, I've looked hard to satisfy its desire
Wandered down some promising paths
But in the end they didn't last
So here it is, back again
Telling me not to give in
You will succeed is what it says
Pick yourself up and try again
Make yourself vulnerable
Don't hedge your bets
Don't choose those who are unavailable
You have to love, be loved in return
It's only then that your life will be complete
Anonymous
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"P.S.ILoveUs"
oetically progressing peoples perspective proudly past previously presented perceptions, particularly prioritizing proving profit promotes pain, peoples pure passions produce progress, selfless sacrifice solves selfishness, so simply staying selfless serves self, symbolically self sacrifice sews spiritual salvation's seeds, showing selfish souls seeing spiritual separation simply someone's self segregation, spelling the end of the illusion of separation, suddenly stories show selfish souls stop sinking spirits, slowly sending sunshine's silent soothing sacred speech saves selves, sheding society's sadness swiftly, So Saints silent self sacrifices spawn shimmering stars sharing space's spanning sky's steadily sing salvation's singular song,seriously synchronicity somehow spawns serendipity supplys self serenity spells start spread space station so simplicity sparks sincerity so softly selfless sanity stays straight solving selfishn souls, so seeing selfish souls see selflessness shares everything so everyone enjoys everything exists earths energy excites
...O.U.R.S.E.L.V.E.S
oetically progressing peoples perspective proudly past previously presented perceptions, particularly prioritizing proving profit promotes pain, peoples pure passions produce progress, selfless sacrifice solves selfishness, so simply staying selfless serves self, symbolically self sacrifice sews spiritual salvation's seeds, showing selfish souls seeing spiritual separation simply someone's self segregation, spelling the end of the illusion of separation, suddenly stories show selfish souls stop sinking spirits, slowly sending sunshine's silent soothing sacred speech saves selves, sheding society's sadness swiftly, So Saints silent self sacrifices spawn shimmering stars sharing space's spanning sky's steadily sing salvation's singular song,seriously synchronicity somehow spawns serendipity supplys self serenity spells start spread space station so simplicity sparks sincerity so softly selfless sanity stays straight solving selfishn souls, so seeing selfish souls see selflessness shares everything so everyone enjoys everything exists earths energy excites
...O.U.R.S.E.L.V.E.S
If Only I Spoke Up
If I spoke, I'd regret it
But if I didn't, I'd regret it much more
Not speaking up, is something no one should ignore
Their words pile up
Onto your heart
And if you don't speak up,
It will tear you apart
Their words of hatred, will linger in your mind
As if someone is repeating the words, from behind
When you go home,
Yet again you don't say a word
Because you keep thinking about what you heard
Is it true, do I not belong?
I'm so stupid, and I'm not so strong
You ask yourself questions that make you feel worse
You feel different about yourself as you feel more remorse
Speak up, and let your voice be heard
Spill your emotions through your word
Let them listen, but more importantly,
Let them hear
For its when you speak up,
The world will become more sincere
Dip Down Deeper
deep down and deeper
and its a murky depth
full of bad memories
just festering and boiling
at times they seem restless
they snarl and hiss
scratching, clawing
for validation
they scream of punches
and kicks, the prod and stick
a lovely worn leather belt
broken glasses and smashed mouth
the hatred curling
and grasping the head
clenching like vice
choking as if dying
dip down deeper
there is madness there
a cackling ghost
and many skeletons
and a lone child
sits at the corner
clutching her limbless doll
chanting the Lords Prayer.
deep down and deeper
and its a murky depth
full of bad memories
just festering and boiling
at times they seem restless
they snarl and hiss
scratching, clawing
for validation
they scream of punches
and kicks, the prod and stick
a lovely worn leather belt
broken glasses and smashed mouth
the hatred curling
and grasping the head
clenching like vice
choking as if dying
dip down deeper
there is madness there
a cackling ghost
and many skeletons
and a lone child
sits at the corner
clutching her limbless doll
chanting the Lords Prayer.
You Complete Me
You complete me,
Just like night completes a day.
You complete me,
Just like the moon completes the sky.
You complete me,
Just like wild animals completing a jungle.
You complete me,
Just like trees completing a forest.
You complete me,
Just like sands completing a desert.
Continue reading...
http://josagfemi.blogspot.com
You complete me,
Just like night completes a day.
You complete me,
Just like the moon completes the sky.
You complete me,
Just like wild animals completing a jungle.
You complete me,
Just like trees completing a forest.
You complete me,
Just like sands completing a desert.
Continue reading...
http://josagfemi.blogspot.com
Anonymous
My Take On Religion.
They Say I Have Demons , Beasts Hidden Within . .
Creatures Of Anger And Abominations Sprouted
From My Sins . . . They Say I Should Fear This ,
Perhaps Take It As a Sign .. Told To Repent And
Pray . . . To Give Myself Away . . .Like a Prostitute
To A Sick Man . ?? Thats How I See It . . .
This Man , Hes Adored . . Praised By a Lot . .
Stories About His Feats Are Told And Retold
They Burn Into My Mind . . .
Causing Fear And Confusion ...
This Man ? The Man I AmTold To Praise ,
He Has Done Nothing For Me ..
But Rape My Existence . .
Tying me With Lies
And Choking Me With Hatred . . .
-----
They Tell Me To Forget . .
He'll Make My Demons Go Away . . .
They Scream At Me When I Suggest
That My New Friends Could Always Stay . . .
Draping Me In Rosaries And Smudging Me
With Sage . . . Whispers That I'm Lost , But
I Can Always Be Saved . . .
------
Candles Burn and Prays Are Murmured . .
Attempting To Save One That Was Never Lost . .
Just On a Different Path . .
They Fear Me . . . Cringing When I Approach
All Of Them Brainwashed . . . . To Believe They Are Equal . .
My Stomach Twists . . My Head Becomes Light . .
They Make Me Sick . . . Trying To Help Me ?
They Are The Ones that have infected me.
They Say I Have Demons , Beasts Hidden Within . .
Creatures Of Anger And Abominations Sprouted
From My Sins . . . They Say I Should Fear This ,
Perhaps Take It As a Sign .. Told To Repent And
Pray . . . To Give Myself Away . . .Like a Prostitute
To A Sick Man . ?? Thats How I See It . . .
This Man , Hes Adored . . Praised By a Lot . .
Stories About His Feats Are Told And Retold
They Burn Into My Mind . . .
Causing Fear And Confusion ...
This Man ? The Man I AmTold To Praise ,
He Has Done Nothing For Me ..
But Rape My Existence . .
Tying me With Lies
And Choking Me With Hatred . . .
-----
They Tell Me To Forget . .
He'll Make My Demons Go Away . . .
They Scream At Me When I Suggest
That My New Friends Could Always Stay . . .
Draping Me In Rosaries And Smudging Me
With Sage . . . Whispers That I'm Lost , But
I Can Always Be Saved . . .
------
Candles Burn and Prays Are Murmured . .
Attempting To Save One That Was Never Lost . .
Just On a Different Path . .
They Fear Me . . . Cringing When I Approach
All Of Them Brainwashed . . . . To Believe They Are Equal . .
My Stomach Twists . . My Head Becomes Light . .
They Make Me Sick . . . Trying To Help Me ?
They Are The Ones that have infected me.
Hot Tears on a Cold Night
Hot tears burned down his face in the middle of the night,
in the middle of the silent emptiness.
The cold ache of loneliness chilled him.
It surrounded him with brisk winter air,
scratching against his skin
then penetrated deep like a jagged knife wound
into his stomach
and heart
and mind.
He wanted to feel like anybody could ever care about him.
He fought everyday to convince himself that it wasn't important
but at night, in the heavy moments as he finally slipped into slumber
his tattered armor sometimes slipped away with it,
exposing him to the deep cold of isolation.
He wrapped himself in a shadowy cloak of storm clouds
and waited for winter to consume him in its cold darkness.
Hot tears burned down his face in the middle of the night,
in the middle of the silent emptiness.
The cold ache of loneliness chilled him.
It surrounded him with brisk winter air,
scratching against his skin
then penetrated deep like a jagged knife wound
into his stomach
and heart
and mind.
He wanted to feel like anybody could ever care about him.
He fought everyday to convince himself that it wasn't important
but at night, in the heavy moments as he finally slipped into slumber
his tattered armor sometimes slipped away with it,
exposing him to the deep cold of isolation.
He wrapped himself in a shadowy cloak of storm clouds
and waited for winter to consume him in its cold darkness.
Guilt of having been lied to
understanding that first one must forgive ones self
indiscriminately unable to rebuild myself
lost in pains two, ten, sixteen, and eighteen years old
that were all caused by my reactions to the same woman
yoyoing through my life, rekindling flames, extinguishing others
.
conspicuously absent is my raven's true name
one does not kiss and tell
not where ones history is not known
simply because it isn't done
courtesy demands obfuscation
in truth,
even though I have told of our joys
no one can find you (unless you want them to)
could they then punish me for your lies?
even so, should punishment be desired, you may tell them
understanding that first one must forgive ones self
indiscriminately unable to rebuild myself
lost in pains two, ten, sixteen, and eighteen years old
that were all caused by my reactions to the same woman
yoyoing through my life, rekindling flames, extinguishing others
.
conspicuously absent is my raven's true name
one does not kiss and tell
not where ones history is not known
simply because it isn't done
courtesy demands obfuscation
in truth,
even though I have told of our joys
no one can find you (unless you want them to)
could they then punish me for your lies?
even so, should punishment be desired, you may tell them
The Powerless Stranger
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
Hiding in this stranger, is me
No voice, no power
Their comments change this stranger every time
This stranger is not me, but i’m changing too
For it’s not the inside they see, but it’s the outside
It’s not me they see, but the stranger that they, themselves have created
Hiding in me, is this stranger
No voice, no power
I was never like this
Until their comments reached my ears
And shaped me up, to who i’ve become today
Should I thank them, or should I be ungrateful
Should I blame my ears, or my mouth
For not one of them have closed or opened
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
This is not me
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
Hiding in this stranger, is me
No voice, no power
Their comments change this stranger every time
This stranger is not me, but i’m changing too
For it’s not the inside they see, but it’s the outside
It’s not me they see, but the stranger that they, themselves have created
Hiding in me, is this stranger
No voice, no power
I was never like this
Until their comments reached my ears
And shaped me up, to who i’ve become today
Should I thank them, or should I be ungrateful
Should I blame my ears, or my mouth
For not one of them have closed or opened
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
This is not me
