A Second Chance

Write about a time when you embarked on something (love, marriage, business, partnership etc) and failed, but you are trying again. No collaborations...Any length, poetry form, title it...be creative. Most of all have fun.


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Second Chance

twilight days are coming
autumn leaves are falling
the rain is long gone
the sun is cooling down

as are your blood
your bones grow brittle
memories recollected in tired sleep
eyes misty heart beats a count down

do you wish for a second chance
live again at age twenty
to pursue her and ask for a dance
the love that you left for another once....

(Not an entry)

Nostalgia

A part of me wants to say "thank you"
For giving me a chance to try again
But another part of me is caught in yesterday
And all its misery and pain

For I have travelled this road before
It was hitch-free and promising
But eventually things fell apart
And the nightmares came visiting

Haunted nights and sleeplessness
In my pains I solemnly avowed
Never to expose myself again
But now I wonder how

How my experience is quickly disappearing
My heart welcomes something new
In the place of doubt and fears
I nurse a hard craving for you

A craving that cannot be forfeited
For it comes with strange appeal
Confused yet somewhat uplifted
By the madness in the way I feel

Anxiously I break my vow
Loneliness can never be sweeter than you
Even though in doubt somehow
What you offer seems so true

Self-denial has not brought me ease
But knowing you I have found
So much encouragement to try
For in you love and joy abound

I can care less now
Blindly I must advance
To me it is worth my all
So I grab my second chance

THE SACRIFICE ( IXXI)

Nine eleven was our great sacrifice:
Let’s not be turning it into revenge,
Let’s not assume it’s something we’re doing
For our brothers and sisters under God.  
To God alone we offer sacrifice.

But what is this sinning we sustain?
Let it not be vain, this fall of innocents.
Let us  roll back the sacred stone  
Back from the doors of Eden till the Fall's
Undone. Ourselves alone  are spent.

I’ve come to believe in all sorts of things:
The infinitude of man, the prescient
Dream of wings.  This is God walking in sway;
A rapt world of lovers and warriors he’s making.
To us he must sacrifice, us alone.

the Beast's Rose


you are Beauty and I'm a Beast


...
and I admit [to my dismay]
that I think of you from time to time
whenever I see you around Poet's place,
your aura and grace constantly
remind me of the crime I committed
against your trust; your thwarted heart
makes me pay, each day.

In my moments of regretted meditations
regarding of what could have continued to be
I'm instead left with this constant ache that I cannot scrape
from my tongue; I've done you wrong
and it echo's in mind like a screaming swine
in queue of slaughter. . .

. . .Seriously, how can I make this better?
Please don't tell me that this is going to be,
forever?

I want you to know [but not pity] that I'm
like that Beast's rose: One step away from wilting eternally.

And this plaguing yearning is not for a bout for your love ~ you're heart
had always been promised to another ~ but for

. . .exoneration

as my heart feels choked,
my ego constricted,
my morale inflicted.

I wrote you once, 'don't be a stranger. come around. see me some time.'
remember, my words, not yours;
my invitation still stands

Not a poem.

Not a poem,
But worthy much more,
When you are asking for a second chance,
They just give you a little chance for a cheap job,
Forget about your previous job, that career has gone,
And now, you have to look for yourself.
Starting from what money, you get as a loser,
As you die the same way you have used shit toys.

DevlinDLC, IronFears, MaryMary, Nostalgia and IronFears thank you for your participation.

Second

Whenever it seemed like each day was my last,
When I was told that year I had twelve more tries,
I knew I'd been given a second chance then.

My body was numb as a stone for a week,
So dizzy and dull-eyed, a zombie un-dead.

Refusing to take shots, or medication.
Would never go out, and could hardly think straight.

But when on the seventh day ever since then,
I slowly came 'round and did what I was told.

I started to take one, than more baby steps.
'Twas holiday when people all were outside.

Instead of my feelings so full of the blues,
I'd see all around me the beauty of life.

Including in hospital, getting scans done,
I'd keep taking steps, and be lending a hand
To others like me, who took strength where they could.

This gave me a way to hold onto my faith,
At that time when it was my very last day.


When I was diagnosed with kidney cancer due to diabetes.  It took six intensive months of various medical procedures to prepare for the surgery that removed my right kidney and its ureter.


(structured as 11-syllables per line)

Thank you Jade for your entry:)

Just The Thought

As I lay in my bed
Thoughts of the past keep me awake
Not yesterday and not the day before
I should have told you
I would have told you
I could have told you
But I thought its was too hard
There was no chance of us lasting
And now I ake and my heart breaks
I wish I could get a second chance
I should have told you I loved you
And just the thought you felt the same

A Man Has To Do


Sometimes he has to change his shirt
wear a smile; shave his face
take a moment to compose himself &
read books. Lots of books
Sometimes he has to leave his chair
(normally) when it's least expected
fill another chair, some with higher backs
some with no backs at all.
Sometimes he has to drink hard alcohol
drown his past out; knock his real, straight
But a real man, can't loose his wristwatch
or the value of the foundations built
& education he recieved. Truth is sometimes
A man just has to do, what a man has to do.

-x-

Gone

A Sec2nd Chance

Maybe it was because I didn’t look deep enough
Through all the rough
Throughout my stuff
I didn’t get rid of the qualm and doubt out of my mind
Then again I wasn’t ready, I was just too immature
I wouldn’t endure
I wasn’t sure
I thought I knew it all but it just wasn’t my time

I wasn’t honest with myself
And it manifested itself in my attitude
I was crude, because my anger…
It stewed, it showed in my approach
 and reproach because then
It also consumed me, it groomed me
Doomed to make bad decisions in the end

And then came the consequences
The kind that it takes a while
 for you to come to your senses
If hindsight is twenty-twenty
 my foresight was blind
There was a void in my heart
I just didn’t see it
Maybe I didn’t want to admit

Then I gave in to my undisclosed desires

I felt the freedom I had never felt before
Even as the repercussions came at my door
Because in the matters of love
Someone always ends up getting hurt

I had a lot of healing to do
I had a lot of dealing with the aftermath
When the wrath of everyone involved
Left things unresolved with many of questions
And for me…a lot of reflecting

I had to learn to forgive myself
For if I had a second chance at love
I had to be honest with myself
I couldn’t screw it up again
I had to be open and truthful
With all my flaws laid out on the table
So that I’d be able to be happy
Even if it meant working my hardest at it

So this time I looked deep within my soul
To get a hold
And be so bold
To be honest with myself and make it right
And then love would give me a second chance
A true romance
A happenstance
That even the darkest part of me saw the light

Congratulations to the top three winners. It was a tough draw for my fellow judges and I. We voted... they are not DUPs. To all comp participants, all your entries are awesome! Enjoyed them all. Thank you again and I hope to see all of you and more in my next competition.

Thank you dear host Grace for the opportunity in your lovely competition!

My congratulations go to dustyjjewels as winner of the cup, and my fellow runner-up wallyroo92!
There were wonderful entries from everyone!