Birthstone

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What is your birthstone? What does it say about you? Do you feel that it suits you in real life?
There are many version of birthstone; there are some that go according to your star. These are just samples of what is believed to be the birthstone of people who are born in those respective months.

If You love jewelry you can add those that symbolises your day of birth:

Monday: pearl, crystal
Tuesday: ruby, emerald
Wednesday: amethyst, lodestone
Thursday: sapphire, carnelian
Friday: emerald, cat's eye
Saturday: turquoise, diamond
Sunday: topaz, diamond

I am Opal..(yay!)

1. Not more than 500 words
2. New Poem
3. Title your poem
4. No Collaborations

More on birthstone: http://www.theauroragems.com/jewelry-information/gregorian-birthstones-poems

Inviting all DU members to join in the competition.

~Precious stones~


Precious stones to mark the month
the month, which I came
precious stones to mark the day
the day, which I came
I am a pearl
one of june
in its warmth
perhaps ironic
they come from creatures
of the depths of the sea
and I am aqua-phobic
but these are little games
life seem to play
irony's even to our stones
I have yet to grace a pearl
maybe one day I shall buy one
for my girl
put it 'round her neck
and say; "my darling how gorgeous my stone sets apon you"
Through that might set as arrogant
perhaps I will fetch a laugh
and laughter is more precious than gold,
silver and stones
but if it brings laughter
it is the most precious
of precious things.

Might I ask if there is a limit on how many entry's you can submit?

One entry per person, Ace. I'm sorry. If you do submit two you'd have to tell me which one you want for the competition.
Thanks for your entry...:) much appreciated.  

the month of June

is a pearl by any other name than that
years to for what imperfect perfections
that it holds all within
i started as a grain of sand
and slowly grew
the imperfections showing my true nature
the perfections trying to cover up
layer by layer
year by year
month by month
day by day
they all add up
growing very slowly
loves and loses
achievements and failures
these all made me
made me in the month of June
those were all my mother
soon to all be me

Thank you Emo1 for your participation.

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BLOOD STONE

Diamonds may be a girl's best friend
But a Rubies are gems masculine
Adoring swords and daggers
Mar's gem say's we're not just men
But men prepared to meet danger

Sapphires and Emeralds may talk
But the blood stone walks the walk

"I'm so glad that I wasn't born in with June amethyst.  My male ego is fragile enough.  If I had to have the sissy stone for a class ring, I never would have finished High School."

SAPIR

Blue light shines from me
Born to be a healer
Harmonizing the old
Through my radiance
Open your wounded heart
Let now my clarification start

Thank you Snugglebuck and Mourganna for your respective entry.

Removed Post.

Hi Paige I hope you send in your entry. Thanks!

The Rise of October's Sun

I'm drunk of afflictions,
every lil' bit of joy and elation approaching my tent suddenly turns to misfortune,
eluding disaster is as difficult as the oceans going dry,
when trials,
temptations,
hardships,
troubles and problems come,
they knock me hard and leave me in pains,
sorrow and depression.

I'm born for woe like the test of Job's righteousness,
though I'm as filty as the rags in the bin,
I'm trapped in a dark tunnel,
the exit seems endless,
I cry out for help and the only aid I get is the echoes of my traumatic cries,
sometimes the echoes comforts me with hope,
atleast someone or something is responding.

Child of woe,
punished for a mate in early winter,
hatched in the continuity of autumn,
how was it my fault?
why me?
but who diserves it anyway?
maybe carrying my cross is the only justification I can offer- I'll joyfully go through the burden

In my dark moments I see a hole o're my roof,
a ray of light passes through it to paint my face with hope,
It's morning after a century of nights,
I guess my mournings are over,
the sun rises above the horizon like it's a Sunday,
Yes,
the Opal on my chest finally magneted my day to me,
my true friends remained with me in my tribulations,
I can hardly count one of 'em though,
the topaz on my small finger reminds me of forgiveness,
I'll do just that to lit the foretold diamond I am.

The woes never killed me,
I overcame 'em with my hope,

sektioN8ty, thank you for participating.

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birthstone
a gem of who I am
a child of pain
soothed by plain
opal on my ring...

~○◇○~Inviting more entries for this competition.

red july heart

warmth of fire of passion of love
cold as death as anger as blood.
paths of rubies glistening, dripping down my skin.
my birth month cursed me to this colour of sin.
rubies warm and comforting like fire in a hearth,
i sit there doing nothing glad im still on this earth.
passion dies and forevers love's not real
this gorgeous gem of fire red helps my hurting heart to heal.