Poetry competition CLOSED 11th July 2017 9:51am
WINNER
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CoNsUmE
I consume the need you create
Then initiate the mindless debate
Ignite myself so I can burn
I transform its not your concern
This heat is meant to purify
To Illuminate and defy
And destroy this evil seed
I am the consumer of the need
I am the consumer of the need
Try to destroy this evil seed
That Illuminates and defies
This heat no longer purifies
I transform its now your concern
Ignite myself let me burn
Before I initiate mindless debate
I consume the need you create
I consume the need you create
Then initiate the mindless debate
Ignite myself so I can burn
I transform its not your concern
This heat is meant to purify
To Illuminate and defy
And destroy this evil seed
I am the consumer of the need
I am the consumer of the need
Try to destroy this evil seed
That Illuminates and defies
This heat no longer purifies
I transform its now your concern
Ignite myself let me burn
Before I initiate mindless debate
I consume the need you create
Illuminate
Trifle topple fires burns
Reserved for those so taciturn
Who write like scribes so long and dead
Merrily I infect your head
The darkness fears what words we hold
We poets bright, and mighty bold
Their vile stench corrupting mass
Behold we come to brand theirass
Forgive my crass
Alas, we shining few will guide
The shining world to light outside
You. Can't. Hide.
We see your eyes you hide your face..
Begin us again, in loving embrace.
With grace.
Trifle topple fires burns
Reserved for those so taciturn
Who write like scribes so long and dead
Merrily I infect your head
The darkness fears what words we hold
We poets bright, and mighty bold
Their vile stench corrupting mass
Behold we come to brand their
Forgive my crass
Alas, we shining few will guide
The shining world to light outside
You. Can't. Hide.
We see your eyes you hide your face..
Begin us again, in loving embrace.
With grace.
It’s not only flags that burn
Burn, baby, Burn
I am a joyous spectator
As man kills man
And man kills women
As man kills child
Fascists on the left
Fascists on the right
Religious ideologies
Attempt domination
Hate slaughter takes hold
Like a rampant forest fire
Nobody has safety
The moral high ground
Now below sea level
Bodies lie uncollected
They serve to increase
The levels of hate
And slaughter at an
Alarming rate, but
WAIT!
There is a lull
My disappointment
Increases with time
But after a few short hours
It all begins again
Ammunition now replenished
Black flags, red flags,
National flags
But no white flags
No surrender
No retreat
Mutually assured destruction
No missiles flown
Combat is hand to hand
On the streets
“Who’s streets?”
‘The sniper’s streets’
My bunker is secure
I am content
The flames lick
All around me
Fanned by the hate
Normally I would help
But I chose to sit back
In my leather recliner
Pull up a beer and some snacks
On my 60 inch flat screen TV
I watch America burn
Ironically it’s
The 4th of July
Burn, baby, Burn
I am a joyous spectator
As man kills man
And man kills women
As man kills child
Fascists on the left
Fascists on the right
Religious ideologies
Attempt domination
Hate slaughter takes hold
Like a rampant forest fire
Nobody has safety
The moral high ground
Now below sea level
Bodies lie uncollected
They serve to increase
The levels of hate
And slaughter at an
Alarming rate, but
WAIT!
There is a lull
My disappointment
Increases with time
But after a few short hours
It all begins again
Ammunition now replenished
Black flags, red flags,
National flags
But no white flags
No surrender
No retreat
Mutually assured destruction
No missiles flown
Combat is hand to hand
On the streets
“Who’s streets?”
‘The sniper’s streets’
My bunker is secure
I am content
The flames lick
All around me
Fanned by the hate
Normally I would help
But I chose to sit back
In my leather recliner
Pull up a beer and some snacks
On my 60 inch flat screen TV
I watch America burn
Ironically it’s
The 4th of July
Renewed and Transformed
There’s a passion inside of him that lingers,
Like fragments of embers and slivers,
In shards of flames that aims at his heart,
And he can’t help but open himself up to feel the pain,
Coursing through his veins, the heated blood flows,
Breaking him down, wearing him out, for now,
Yet it renovates, changing him into something stronger.
The break, the ache, the fever he feels is only the beginning,
Empowering with a blaze that can only be described as
An internal fire storm,
An eternal ire beyond the norm,
In his brain, in his soul but it changes him,
From a creature once tormented to a man reinvented,
A tougher, a brighter, a fighter smarter than before.
He carries the scars in memoirs of a love once mourned,
But reborn from the ashes he is rekindled with a symbol,
And takes flight renewed and transformed.
There’s a passion inside of him that lingers,
Like fragments of embers and slivers,
In shards of flames that aims at his heart,
And he can’t help but open himself up to feel the pain,
Coursing through his veins, the heated blood flows,
Breaking him down, wearing him out, for now,
Yet it renovates, changing him into something stronger.
The break, the ache, the fever he feels is only the beginning,
Empowering with a blaze that can only be described as
An internal fire storm,
An eternal ire beyond the norm,
In his brain, in his soul but it changes him,
From a creature once tormented to a man reinvented,
A tougher, a brighter, a fighter smarter than before.
He carries the scars in memoirs of a love once mourned,
But reborn from the ashes he is rekindled with a symbol,
And takes flight renewed and transformed.
"paranoia"
i could see the scenario playing in his head.
starting with a burning ash from the joint,
creating a small flickering flame that opened up
a hole in the dark night, creating more graves and
more grass with the light that appeared, and it grew,
consuming as much as it was bringing to the eye,
a dry rose-bed left untended, gone,
a small leafless tree, vanished.
it's hunger was uncontrollable,
and soon everything but the engraved stones
was replaced by the fierce fire that lashed out like a starving wolf.
we waited, he held his drunken breath
as he gripped tightly to my hand,
asking the officer what was wrong,
anticipating the worst.
he said
there had been a robbery nearby.
i glanced behind us, towards the graveyard,
not covered in smoke,
but just a cool midnight fog.
i felt the breath he let go
on the back of my neck.
i could see the scenario playing in his head.
starting with a burning ash from the joint,
creating a small flickering flame that opened up
a hole in the dark night, creating more graves and
more grass with the light that appeared, and it grew,
consuming as much as it was bringing to the eye,
a dry rose-bed left untended, gone,
a small leafless tree, vanished.
it's hunger was uncontrollable,
and soon everything but the engraved stones
was replaced by the fierce fire that lashed out like a starving wolf.
we waited, he held his drunken breath
as he gripped tightly to my hand,
asking the officer what was wrong,
anticipating the worst.
he said
there had been a robbery nearby.
i glanced behind us, towards the graveyard,
not covered in smoke,
but just a cool midnight fog.
i felt the breath he let go
on the back of my neck.
My new world
The fire you set for me transform my world
For me ignite.me In to somthing
I never knew u. Lite afire in me to except me for who Iam my new world is brand knew to me don't let me down empower me to except this new gift you have sent to me
My new wold lets me see who I truly am ment to be. A whole new life a whole new me.
The fire you set for me transform my world
For me ignite.me In to somthing
I never knew u. Lite afire in me to except me for who Iam my new world is brand knew to me don't let me down empower me to except this new gift you have sent to me
My new wold lets me see who I truly am ment to be. A whole new life a whole new me.
Anonymous
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