a thin line
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Poetry Contest Description
what's the thin line between them
have you felt those stark eye-opener moments..suddenly feeling a thin line difference between the two (almost) polar things till then, one often being the good and the other bad in your assumptions.
To say a few.....like love n hate, love n pain, faith n delusion, fear n inaction, brave n foolish etc.,
bring out those situations n moments that made u realize this merger
in not more than 200 words
one entry per poet
two weeks time
title your work
new writes preferably (old 'non-winner'or 'runner-up' poems of other dup comp allowed)
winning entries to be based on poetic delivery n emotional depths. Tq n cheerz:) pm me if any questions on rules
To say a few.....like love n hate, love n pain, faith n delusion, fear n inaction, brave n foolish etc.,
bring out those situations n moments that made u realize this merger
in not more than 200 words
one entry per poet
two weeks time
title your work
new writes preferably (old 'non-winner'or 'runner-up' poems of other dup comp allowed)
winning entries to be based on poetic delivery n emotional depths. Tq n cheerz:) pm me if any questions on rules
toniscales
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trouble when it moves
my chapped lips crackle.
i trace my fingers over them
but can't cut myself on the barbed wire.
singed tips provide armor
and makes me unidentifiable.
it's best this way for all
especially you.
so i keep my tongue in solitary confinement.
i've tried to use it to speak my mind
though it's not really my own.
my body, merely a tenant who can't afford to leave
so i stay and fuck the slumlord for rent.
tried to pack and leave
once or twice.
you said you'd come along too.
desperation bleeding you through your eyes.
i feel my lips moving.
bartering with your heart for what you need.
we reach the inevitable fork in the road,
my tongue.
you choose what's right which leaves me left.
my chapped lips crackle.
i trace my fingers over them
but can't cut myself on the barbed wire.
singed tips provide armor
and makes me unidentifiable.
it's best this way for all
especially you.
so i keep my tongue in solitary confinement.
i've tried to use it to speak my mind
though it's not really my own.
my body, merely a tenant who can't afford to leave
so i stay and fuck the slumlord for rent.
tried to pack and leave
once or twice.
you said you'd come along too.
desperation bleeding you through your eyes.
i feel my lips moving.
bartering with your heart for what you need.
we reach the inevitable fork in the road,
my tongue.
you choose what's right which leaves me left.
summultima
uma
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uma
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JohnFeddeler
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she’s a shadow
wide as the gap from star to star:
the one you profess to be –
the one you really are.
* * *
she’s a goddess. she makes love like she owns the patent.
her whip spits at me, & ribbons the skin on my back.
then she licks her lips, & hands me the whip…
she’s pious when she’s not blaspheming. disregard the
harlot street clothes, & you’ll swear she’s God’s daughter.
she’s a temptress who will take you for one night, & you’ve
jimmied open the back door of heaven. in the morning, the
cold rain rouses you as you wake up in the gutter. the line
between love & hate is thin, but the crack was wide enough
to swallow me.
she’s a shadow who drifts away when you thought you had her
pinned under you, & you are suddenly lonely like it was a brand
new thing. so you stalk the wicked streets, & you’re back on the
corner with the pimps & hookers, you’re cold & bumming quarters
for dope or Thunderbird. I was born on that corner.
she’s a shadow & she’s made of nothing. she’s no damn good for
anyone & I hate her because I know I’m exactly the same…
she’s a shadow who murders the night.
she’s a pillar of fire in the light.
wide as the gap from star to star:
the one you profess to be –
the one you really are.
* * *
she’s a goddess. she makes love like she owns the patent.
her whip spits at me, & ribbons the skin on my back.
then she licks her lips, & hands me the whip…
she’s pious when she’s not blaspheming. disregard the
harlot street clothes, & you’ll swear she’s God’s daughter.
she’s a temptress who will take you for one night, & you’ve
jimmied open the back door of heaven. in the morning, the
cold rain rouses you as you wake up in the gutter. the line
between love & hate is thin, but the crack was wide enough
to swallow me.
she’s a shadow who drifts away when you thought you had her
pinned under you, & you are suddenly lonely like it was a brand
new thing. so you stalk the wicked streets, & you’re back on the
corner with the pimps & hookers, you’re cold & bumming quarters
for dope or Thunderbird. I was born on that corner.
she’s a shadow & she’s made of nothing. she’s no damn good for
anyone & I hate her because I know I’m exactly the same…
she’s a shadow who murders the night.
she’s a pillar of fire in the light.
summultima
uma
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uma
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Thank you JF for a wonderfully crafted piece, feels like a multitake on the topic, so many thinlines you show in this, touching write. Tq fr taking the comp first:)
David_Macleod
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There's a thin line
between
Bass fishing
and sitting
on
a boat
like an idiot
bored
shitless
between
Bass fishing
and sitting
on
a boat
like an idiot
bored
shitless
DexstaRay
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Deleted. Went pass word limit
Anonymous
Now and Then
There's a line so thin between now and then
it seems nonexistent at times
one minute you're sitting making plans
next it's over
hindsight and blame or lessons learned
with new things that matter all the time
don't matter
so many things feel like yesterday
forever
like some moments never end
or a blink seems to last a month
and tomorrow never comes
it was now and then
occasionally
today is a place caught between exits
it's a thine line
nonexistent at times
Anonymous
Broken Up
The thin line
between ecstasy and crap
seared into his mind
as he sat there
heart in his lap
the bright sunshine of forever
slowly creeping around the edge of happiness
until it hit a dead end with a resounding slam
splintering into darkness
the extra key glistening
in a single ray of acknowledgement
slowly faded into yesterday
The thin line
between ecstasy and crap
seared into his mind
as he sat there
heart in his lap
the bright sunshine of forever
slowly creeping around the edge of happiness
until it hit a dead end with a resounding slam
splintering into darkness
the extra key glistening
in a single ray of acknowledgement
slowly faded into yesterday
db1
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-- There’s a pill for that
Tables don't have manners.
This is mine.
That, is yours.
Why are they doing that over there?
What are they doing?
Over there.
What will you do?
You are alone.
Crushed by insecurity.
Poisoned resolve.
Will is unlawful.
It's a fine line, that separates disparity and complacency.
Selfish is the way to be.
Are you willing to give all of yourself to the selfish?
They want a discount.
They have kids.
Yours can wait.
How many years?
How many years does it take to break a man?
They have all the answers they need. Why do you ask?
Nothing, of course. Thank you sir.
Carry on.
Love is grand.
Or more.
A child's innocence met by mechanical means.
Masked face of strangers.
And needles.
There is no place for a twinkle in your eye.
Indifference is plentiful here.
Have you traveled?
It doesn't have to be like this.
Why did they do that over there?
Who cares.
You scream, alone, in the mirror.
As you habitually inspect your prison.
This is the only place you can do it, you know?
You can't tell him to fuck off, it's not polite.
There's a pill for that.
And that.
And that.
Tables don't have manners.
This is mine.
That, is yours.
Why are they doing that over there?
What are they doing?
Over there.
What will you do?
You are alone.
Crushed by insecurity.
Poisoned resolve.
Will is unlawful.
It's a fine line, that separates disparity and complacency.
Selfish is the way to be.
Are you willing to give all of yourself to the selfish?
They want a discount.
They have kids.
Yours can wait.
How many years?
How many years does it take to break a man?
They have all the answers they need. Why do you ask?
Nothing, of course. Thank you sir.
Carry on.
Love is grand.
Or more.
A child's innocence met by mechanical means.
Masked face of strangers.
And needles.
There is no place for a twinkle in your eye.
Indifference is plentiful here.
Have you traveled?
It doesn't have to be like this.
Why did they do that over there?
Who cares.
You scream, alone, in the mirror.
As you habitually inspect your prison.
This is the only place you can do it, you know?
You can't tell him to fuck off, it's not polite.
There's a pill for that.
And that.
And that.
summultima
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uma
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thank you for your poems db1, tornado, miki n david.
will sure have hard time to go fr the best entries, with all fine writes until nw.
will sure have hard time to go fr the best entries, with all fine writes until nw.
SakuraSlowly
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So much for my creativity
So much for my creativity. I am lost in my insanity. Can you save me from going crazy? I thought not, so lets have some fun with that gun. You look at me like I gone mad truth be told I feel better than I ever had. I am lost in my insanity. It not just my creativity. I am drowning in the blood of ages. I am going crazy. So lets have some fun with that gun of your. Pull the trigger. Set me free as I smirk and go more crazy. I am drowning in this blood of ages. Can you save me? Thought not, I am going crazy. So much for my creativity. I have finally reached insanity. So I ask you this, can you save me from what I become? I thought not, maybe it meant to be. So much for my creativity. Hold my hand as u watch me bleed. I fall further into insanity. I ask you this, can you save me and free me to the end?
So much for my creativity. I am lost in my insanity. Can you save me from going crazy? I thought not, so lets have some fun with that gun. You look at me like I gone mad truth be told I feel better than I ever had. I am lost in my insanity. It not just my creativity. I am drowning in the blood of ages. I am going crazy. So lets have some fun with that gun of your. Pull the trigger. Set me free as I smirk and go more crazy. I am drowning in this blood of ages. Can you save me? Thought not, I am going crazy. So much for my creativity. I have finally reached insanity. So I ask you this, can you save me from what I become? I thought not, maybe it meant to be. So much for my creativity. Hold my hand as u watch me bleed. I fall further into insanity. I ask you this, can you save me and free me to the end?
summultima
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uma
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intense read..tq fr ur entry SakuraSlowly:)