Poetry competition CLOSED 11th December 2014 11:21pm
WINNER
PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
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Lowest Vs Highest
Poetry Contest Description
Write two poems, one about your highest point and one your lowest.
The poems can be about anything, but they should try to correspond with one another.
Only one entry of 2 poems per person (as I want the absolute highest and absolute lowest point you can recall).
No rules other than that, happy writing!
Only one entry of 2 poems per person (as I want the absolute highest and absolute lowest point you can recall).
No rules other than that, happy writing!
Anonymous
A high note, stuck on the top bar of the sheet music
That's the place I call my home
That place you call your heart
The place we spend most of our days
Living from our hearts
Our beautifully blind hearts
The ones we gave to eachother
In tiny high notes
Thrown across tables, through windows, under chairs
Through classroom doors
And we promised we'd stay on these notes
Too bad
We sang too high
And they broke
And no longer do I reach the high notes
Disgusted with them
With things related to them
And I refuse to sing
I refuse to sing!
Why did you have to leave...?
That's the place I call my home
That place you call your heart
The place we spend most of our days
Living from our hearts
Our beautifully blind hearts
The ones we gave to eachother
In tiny high notes
Thrown across tables, through windows, under chairs
Through classroom doors
And we promised we'd stay on these notes
Too bad
We sang too high
And they broke
And no longer do I reach the high notes
Disgusted with them
With things related to them
And I refuse to sing
I refuse to sing!
Why did you have to leave...?
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Every one is in color,
the scenes are all in color,
yet I'm photographed in
black and white.
My self worth equaling zero,
it was a dark time.
No trust for any one,
and no love to be given.
No rays from the sun,
the world to me, was unforgiving.
Blisters of the nights,
I spent roaming the streets.
I stayed out till twilight,
where ever I was led by my feet.
I didn't wanna go home,
I didn't want to be greeted by silence.
The Astra 600 pistol was in the cup board.
The perfect solution to solve all
my problems.
An inner fleshy wound,
was festering flies inside of me.
A state of impending doom,
Offing myself, would've been too easy.
I didn't wanna be alone
I wasn't secure on my own.
I induced drugs into my bones.
Heading to path of no return.
A pit without bottom,
Haunted by succubus-like fathoms,
In recurrent nightmares, I'd drown.
The pistol was down in my mouth,
ready to blow the bullet out.
Taking one last look of the spot,
one single tear ran down.
Somewhere in the fog,
brightened a bulb.
A serious thought,
that tightened my throat.
I wasn't afraid to die.
I was not afraid of death.
I appreciated life,
but I was given a dirty play.
If I was afraid of dying,
I'd live in fear.
I'm not afraid of passing,
which makes that simple fact
easier to bare.
My Wedding Day.
It's seems so very competely sad now,
That I will see the words written down.
That the day I had my highest joy,
Is the Same day I had my lowest ploy.
A day I had eagerly awaited like any girl,
I dreamed of a man to marry me that would hand me the world.
He would be beautiful and funny with a smile pure white,
And He would always tell me He loved me No matter if we'd fight.
That man He walked into my life at a time I didn't expect,
The man himself was an absolute shock I had to stop and think a sec.
But together we grew and the day came to make me his wife,
We said our vows and kissed to our new life.
And so you see the high but of course you want the low,
It disappointing really when you actually know.
The one day that is all about me and all i wanted was to cry,
For a father who wasn't there I'm surprised and Dont know why.
He almost died in fact He did for abit exactly a year ago today,
We begged him to get better we even stopped to pray.
See my absentee father has had a drug problem as long as I can say,
But He pulled through that and promised he'd be there on the day.
Together we spend a few hours arguing about a song,
We laughed at our own argument as the list grow on and on.
Our relationship had crumbled but I was willing to give him a 20th chance,
For all I ever really wanted from him was my father daughter dance.
The day drew closer as father fell further away,
He fell back into the drugs with no apology to say.
So on my night that should of been happiness,
I watched everyone else enjoy what should have been my bliss.
I have my husband thats true and that lobe makes my heart beat quick,
But the father that should have been there it really makes me sick
It's seems so very competely sad now,
That I will see the words written down.
That the day I had my highest joy,
Is the Same day I had my lowest ploy.
A day I had eagerly awaited like any girl,
I dreamed of a man to marry me that would hand me the world.
He would be beautiful and funny with a smile pure white,
And He would always tell me He loved me No matter if we'd fight.
That man He walked into my life at a time I didn't expect,
The man himself was an absolute shock I had to stop and think a sec.
But together we grew and the day came to make me his wife,
We said our vows and kissed to our new life.
And so you see the high but of course you want the low,
It disappointing really when you actually know.
The one day that is all about me and all i wanted was to cry,
For a father who wasn't there I'm surprised and Dont know why.
He almost died in fact He did for abit exactly a year ago today,
We begged him to get better we even stopped to pray.
See my absentee father has had a drug problem as long as I can say,
But He pulled through that and promised he'd be there on the day.
Together we spend a few hours arguing about a song,
We laughed at our own argument as the list grow on and on.
Our relationship had crumbled but I was willing to give him a 20th chance,
For all I ever really wanted from him was my father daughter dance.
The day drew closer as father fell further away,
He fell back into the drugs with no apology to say.
So on my night that should of been happiness,
I watched everyone else enjoy what should have been my bliss.
I have my husband thats true and that lobe makes my heart beat quick,
But the father that should have been there it really makes me sick
