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Zazzles
Zazzles
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Poetry Contest

The very best of the best Dup has to offer...
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Submit your very best poem ever written by you and acknowledged with a first place trophy.



One poem/prose only...
No Collabs
Two weeks
One week intervals.

Any writer  I have awarded a trophy feel free to submit winning poem
may be good the second time around!!!


To all competition participants...   Thank you all for your entries.  
For the judging to be fair and the competition valid,  I need to be able to verify each submission did indeed have a trophy awarded.  

Please either copy and paste your winning trophy along with the competition name with your entry or copy and paste the link which can bring me to the competition which the trophy was won.

Please see DevlinDLC
submission for correct format.

If there are any questions,  please feel free to ask. Special side mark:

Taryn is allowed to include her entry which was won under her old screen name of stuckinahardplace as they are both one in the same person.


Good luck...

chump
chump
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i only have one trophy..... its for two poems about one theme so i dont know which is my best.... i assume one of these is my best because i got a trophy for it.....




PLURAL

the human races
color
separates us
infuriates us
words
divide us
suicide us
violence
drives us
deprives us
if
peace
provides us
guides us
actions
enlight us
unite us
color
eludes us
includes us
the human race


SOME

i want to see faces
with no traces
of the places
their from

you're from here
i'm from there
this isn't fair
it's dumb

my castle is tall
your portion is small
get against the wall
you bum

we shouldn't use pigment
to label indignant
our souls get malignant
and numb

if we could build paradise
it would have to be nice
don't even think twice
just come

violence will stall
prejudice will fall
there will be justice for all
not some

Zazzles
Zazzles
Broom
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chump said:i only have one trophy..... its for two poems about one theme so i dont know which is my best.... i assume one of these is my best because i got a trophy for it.....




PLURAL

the human races
color
separates us
infuriates us
words
divide us
suicide us
violence
drives us
deprives us
if
peace
provides us
guides us
actions
enlight us
unite us
color
eludes us
includes us
the human race


SOME

i want to see faces
with no traces
of the places
their from

you're from here
i'm from there
this isn't fair
it's dumb

my castle is tall
your portion is small
get against the wall
you bum

we shouldn't use pigment
to label indignant
our souls get malignant
and numb

if we could build paradise
it would have to be nice
don't even think twice
just come

violence will stall
prejudice will fall
there will be justice for all
not some


Hi Chump, I'll accept this as one entry since it earned you only one trophy ")
Thanks for the Jumpstart.
Good luck!

_shadoe_
_shadoe_
.............
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werbepause ~

i've been
chasing dragons
with a mouthful
of pearls
wrapped
around the bottle
where i keep
slivers of
the night ~
... those pieces
of
drunken 3am
coiled tightly
in
vomit stained sheets
& hidden
from the farce
of my sobriety ...
*
i wake
with
skin cell reminders
of strangers
trapped between
my
wind chime vertebrae ~
... my self-worth
lies somewhere
cuntward
somewhere
in the dust
on mirrors
& notes ...
*
& somewhere
between
my bruised thighs
where they leave
hand written reminders
[worthless
whore]
of everything I
am ~
... i could only
offer you
the ashes of
myself ...
.
.
.
& what are
remnants
of warmth to
the fire
//


Jade-Pandora
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
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(((((ZAZZLES!)))))

Good to see you, and what a great idea for a competition!

One question, though I ask in case others might want to know (no honestly!);

That's either one poem OR one prose, right?

Jadey😃

Zazzles
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Jade-Pandora said:(((((ZAZZLES!)))))

Good to see you, and what a great idea for a competition!

One question, though I ask in case others might want to know (no honestly!);

That's either one poem OR one prose, right?

Jadey😃



Correct Jade..
submit your very best trophy winning poem OR prose..
one entry only...
nice to see you too!!!

Zazzles
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_shadoe_ said: werbepause ~

i've been
chasing dragons
with a mouthful
of pearls
wrapped
around the bottle
where i keep
slivers of
the night ~
... those pieces
of
drunken 3am
coiled tightly
in
vomit stained sheets
& hidden
from the farce
of my sobriety ...
*
i wake
with
skin cell reminders
of strangers
trapped between
my
wind chime vertebrae ~
... my self-worth
lies somewhere
cuntward
somewhere
in the dust
on mirrors
& notes ...
*
& somewhere
between
my bruised thighs
where they leave
hand written reminders
[worthless
whore]
of everything I
am ~
... i could only
offer you
the ashes of
myself ...
.
.
.
& what are
remnants
of warmth to
the fire
//



Somebody Help me!
This comp is gonna break all my emotions...
STRAIT out the park Shadoe!!!!
Thanks for entering!!
Good luck!

uniqueshaky
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I've only won two trophies and one of them was for very short pieces, so I'll go with my Nov 2014 trophy, "Lyrics write their own story".

Inspired by Vide Infra by Killswitch Engage.
The line: 'They'll never take me from me.'

They will push me down to the muddy barren of life,
to the very depths of what they fear,
and they will hold me in the pit of despair,
they will thrive in their task,
they will thrive in my pain,
but I will not allow them to take my spirit,
for I am not what they want me to be,
I am what I want me to be,
and I always will be the answer,
to my own problems,
because no matter how much they push, hold, shove,
they will never take me from me.

My identity is set in stone,
My ideals frozen and protected from pickaxes.
I know who I am.
I know my strength.
I know my resolve.
They'll never break my identity,
For it is all I am,
They'll never take me from me.

OxyMoronicMe
OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
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Won only two trophies but I'd go with the piece that earned me my first.


Auriel
(Archangel of Hope)

I am not perfect, I am not pure.
But in me resides a strong presence,
Pushing me up, pulling me down;
Maneuvering me out of harm...
And delivering me to the place,
Where I am at home and at peace...
Shaping me into a person,
That I endeavor to be.

When all is dark, my angels' eyes,
Focus on that glimmer of light...
Far ahead no matter how dim,
I chose to see that silver lining.
When I am shunned and everyone is looking down,
My angels' heart stands her ground...
Beating strongly with no vile blood,
Believing that tomorrow, another sun would shine.

When I am hungry and no means to carry my own weight...
My angels' feet keep standing up,
Walking straight along the narrow path...
Keeping my balance, braving the odds.
And when I am sick and deliriously in heat,
My angels' mind stays lucid and awake.
Energizing my spirit to fight and go on burning,
Firing the thread of life, that I am still living.

And when I am overwhelmed, with praise and success
My angels' hand maintains an open palm.
Allowing for the blessing to flow out and comes back with freedom,
Humbling me, while continuously endowing me.
Life is full of sloppy roads...
And time is but a pilferer.
How we are, who we are, where we are...
Are just blossoms fugaciously in place.

No matter how transient our being might be;
To leave a mark there, is two ways as I see...
We embrace our angels sometimes;
We gave in to our demons at times.
Yesterday's a preacher that nags like a concerned mother.
Today is a driver at war with rush hour traffic.
Tomorrow is a tax collector auditing my earnings.
And I am but a woman that tries her hardest, every second of every time.

Auriel lives within me
The voice of reason behind my doubts
I am not perfect, I am not pure;
But compassion filled my heart and soul.
Hope is the cord that ties,
The earthly me to valor and just;
Giving me wisdom to accept my fate and eventual death...
Keeping my garden in this mortal world, lush and green.

This lifetime, I strive...

russiamagda
russiamagda
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clouds depart

Midsummer
A mug was glued together
Hands held,
sweat suctioning each other

You confessed, willingly
Trembling were the
cracks in my skin

Prevailed.

Unsure was I
Yet sure of
future regret
Why does my
realization come after?

Trembling were you
Were you?

Were you watching
As clouds departed
A thick blue neon
wraps the surface of
the moon

The cracks in skin
surround me
Glowing,
as the apple of my eye.

The hands of you
Alike the moon's surface
from the earth, glowing
beneath fabric,
Glowing in between
regret.

lepperochan
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Zazzles said:http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b43/tabithadrake/winners-trophy-clip-art_zps7mrdzm3g.jpg


PLEASE do not sign your submission or leave telltale trademarks,  as I'm sending this to a public vote...


hullo, Lady

in the intrest of the vote, it might be an idea to avoid quoting poems and adressing authors

Zazzles
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lepperochan said:

hullo, Lady

in the intrest of the vote, it might be an idea to avoid quoting poems and adressing authors


Excellent point.
I suppose I should change it back to me choosing the winner seeing how I have already started quoting ..
Good looking out Lepp...

HadesRising
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UNDERNEATH THE MOURNING STAR
(THE TRAGEDY OF GOD-CROSSED LOVERS)
 
 
I spied Faith sitting upon a rail.
Fair hair in the wind,
Watching the ships set sail.
Whispers from her wonder if
She’ll ever see me again,
As I sail off into the rift.
 
Gone to fight in God’s own war
Clad in celestial armor,
I go to break the door.
Of things so vile and beneath
Us, the holy army.
We will crush them under our feet.
 
     In Heaven, God looked upon Faith.
     And saw that without me,
     She was but a wraith.
     And sadness filled His heart.
 

Between the battles, I dream of her.
Sitting there so lonely,
Drawing her picture in the dirt.
Falling leaves remind me of the time
Of splendors and apples.
Before sin was a crime.
 
      Here in His kingdom sat one so blind
     To the love that shone
     But then Faith was still mine.
     A forbidden affair in His home.
 

In the heat of Battle I threw down their King.
Their morale was broken
And enemy horde felt the sting.
I proclaimed my victory for God’s glory
And headed for home
To Heaven, to tell the story.
 
     Word spread to the Lord of my win
     But He was full of envy
     For in His house Faith and I sinned.
     In His eyes there were many.
 

Sat her down in comfort.
Then told her about my doom.
She wept upon the shoulder of the Lord.
But him it was just
Another player knocked off the board.
 
There she stood on top of the stairs
And the air was so thick with despair.
Her stricken heart set to un-tune her,
And grief poured forth to consume her.
With one last pull of the heart strings
She cast herself from the spire
And the cold night air was lit up with fire.
 
     God was then struck with a rage
     And barred me from the chamber floor.
     I was to be condemned in a cage
     And I looked into the face of mistrust
     Once filled with just, but nevermore.
 

“Cast me, Father, as you cast her out!
Throw me from your heart!”  
And thus, I lashed about.
“I have lost Faith to her doom!”
The, I, The Morningstar
Cursed God from Heaven to distant moons.
 
     And He said,
 
     “Her pride for you kept her so fair.
     Your death by my word led to despair.
     I cast you out, into the dark.
     Let the lash of her death leave a mark.”

 
And so I fell
Through fire and earth.
To rule beneath
A new rebirth.
And still I search
For where she burned.
I have looked afar,
From Hell to Earth.
I am still The Mourning Star.


(c) 2013 Frank Green

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/5708/

dejure
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my madness  is  MY SANITY



The life of a sanity and insanity  
I can't see the difference  
when I look at me  

I'm not blind,  
I can see  
I'm no inhuman  
I'm just another man  

But when I see my reflection  
On YOUR mirror  
I see a hole right in the middle  
Where my heart is  

I don’t want you to wear my shoes  
Just try to look beyond your shell  

From your inside  
To my inside  

Aren't we the same?  

Each;  
Uglier than the other  
Bloodier than the other  
Stickier than the other  
Fucked up than the other  

You are covered in contrast  
My shades are transparent  

And you say I'm MAD?  



Fuck you!




.

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Crim VS Brenda ! extreme content !

Some of you here know me only as Crim  
a tough lady off the streets  
paid some hard prices there  
 
loving the smell of tar heroin  
cooking in the morning  
making me gag in anticipation  
 
of my next fix  
then hitting the ground running  
time ticking the dragon breathing down my neck  
 
climbing into strange men's cars  
off to the motel it didn't matter  
cos Crim is an evil bitch who loves it rough  
 
so when they pulled my hair  
or fucked me hard in the ass  
I got off with the most sinister of men  
 
sucking their cocks  
squirting all over my juicy breasts  
awaiting that sweet cum on my tits  
 
cos that meant my job was done  
and I could get down to my real pleasure  
shooting dope  
 
cooking it, loading the rig  
waiting for it to register  
and slam, release riding the elevator all the way down  
 
into oblivion's arms  
then off to next man  
dope is a demon with a gaping maw  
 
always demanding to be fed  
a beast, a task master  
fuck, shoot dope, wash and repeat  
 
then came the Methadone days  
hazy days that I can barely remember  
I came to love that demon too  
 
no longer fucking for cash  
I became a zombie lost in the fog  
it made me crazy in the end  
 
all the damage i'd done  
strapped to a table  
poison dripping into my veins  
 
these were the lonely days  
Crim had deserted me  
I wasn't tough anymore  
 
screaming obscenities to hell  
Crim's parting words were come  
get this bitch before I rip her in two  
 
as I lay there struggling with my restraints  
pissing on myself because the docs didn't give a shit  
too afraid of me to let me up I guess  
 
Brenda is the tender side of me  
who still takes shelter in Crim's shade  
like a butterfly struggling with it's cocoon  
 
I am trying to emerge  
but I still like to drink  
love sex rough and dirty  
 
i'm trying to find myself really  
on this trip this journey  
it's led me many places  
 
made me who I am  
 
 

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