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 Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:41 pm
New Contest for Writers.
This time I wanna make this contest a little bit harder.
I hear writers like a challenge. I haope you guys are ready.
The theme will be is, though. It is FRIENDS.
MAX AMOUNT OF ENTRIES: JUST 1! no more!
The criteria for the poem or freestyle will be 20 lines! NO MORE! NO LESS!
That's the tough part! If you don't do 20 lines, it won't be counted. sweatdrop
[insert poem here]
Title:
Who is the poem about:
Did you like the theme:
Extra Comments
Contest ends Next Sunday! March 6th.
1st Place: 20k
2nd Place: 10k
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:30 pm
Warning this entry does not count.
Judges please skip this entry.
I stand alone on a boat,
Looking out into the vast sea
Imaging tidal waves coming to ruin my small boat
As my boat begins to tilt unsurely beneath my weight
My eyes widen as seas begin to rage around
I feel arms engulp my form from behind
Closing my eyes to bask in the warmth
Blue orbs open to see the sea to an odd calm
A sharp turn of the head to look at who is behind me
Changes the scene, now within a forest, no one around
The green enviornment giving off an enchanted feeling
After wondering aimlessly for hours
Paranoia crawling up my being
The rain begins, thunder soon following
My clothes soon wet, lost in despair of being lost
I curl up next to a tree, the rain and tears merging as one
The rain stopped soaking me, although it still poured
Looking up to see an umbrella over my head, a hand extended behind.
An angelic voice tells me to calm down, to not be afraid of what laid ahead.
I turn my head slowly to catch a fleeting glance
Black hair,fair skin and soft tone...
'I should have realized it!' I thought, having an epifany.
"Thats kevin" i whispered out, a small smile gracing my lips.
And in that instant i remembered,
Im not alone. Title: Comfort, friendship and care.
Who is the poem about: My best friend kevin.
Did you like the theme: It was nice, but i kinda liked the last one a bit more.
Extra comments: Its about my best friend kevin, who had been my friend since 2nd grade. And we're almost going to college~ Its a long time to say the least. The raging waters in the poem represents things ive had life throw problems at me and he has always been there to help me through them. The raining forest represents times ive been emotional, and i feel like i just can't anymore, he had been there to encourage me and pick me up again. That representing the figure holding an umbrella over my head, saying comforting things and whatnot.
Well i hope people like it, and if not i had fun writting it. Made me think if good ol' times back in grade school =3 and beyond till present time. X
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 5:05 pm
Laughing randomly at nothing at all
Singing loudly along with the radio
Stalking all the cute boys
Closer than sisters.
Staying up late just to gossip
Watching scary movies until dawn
Giggling at the nasty parts
Leaning on each others shoulders.
Falling in love
Crying together in hard times
Silly promises
Random moments
Best friends until the end.
Everything in common
All the same stuff
Pretty much twins
Me and my best friend,
Together till the end.
Nothing can come between
My best friend and me.
Title: My Best Friend And Me
Who is this poem about: My best friend Natalie
Extra Comments: Me and Nat might as well be sisters. We love all the same things and have so much in common. We talk at the same time and trip over flat surfaces, I love her to death!
Poetry is not something I'm good at but I like to at least try. ^.^ Gotta write poetry for school anyway.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 6:51 pm
title: Together forever, my friend Mark in my handwho this is about: my close friend Mark some background: i had just goten my 1st heart break and i was very suicdle when i met Mark. he saved me and immeditly cared for me as soon as he met me
As I raised that razor to my wrist
He struck it from my hand
A deep complex emotion of sadness in his eyes
He held me close for a moment there
To stangers to conect
From then on every secound was spent to help
He helped me threw my sadness
My times of hope that sunk to dispare
He was always there
He pulled me threw my heart break
Nursed me back to health
Quit his addtion to smokeing to lesson my worry for his health
To my close friend Mark I cheer to this day
For if it wasnt for him I'd be gone like dust in the wind
Three years ago we bonded at frist sight
To this day we fight for eachothers life
I thank you Mark
Forever you shall know
We are friends for life
A relationship that will grow
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:48 pm
Cry for me sweet tears of bitter love
As I break the neck of the dove
Because there's nothing better than your pain
When you're the one driving me insane
I long for vengeance and yet I don't strike
Even with these visions of your head on a pike
Should I rip your lungs out and eat your flesh
But you're not even worth all that mess
Cry out for me how much you cared
Though both of us know you only glared
For you hated me as much as I hated life
In fact you were the one who handed me a knife
You got tired of my lack of happiness
And seeing me only brought you sadness
Is that why you smiled in my arms as you died
Could that be why in your last breath you finally sighed
That you loved me and that you would forever
The day that you left me in the cold snow of December
Why did you fight me and why pull the trigger
How could you leave me in a world so bitter
I hate you for making me take that gun from you
For laying in the snow and making me watch your face turn blue
Don't you see in your death what you've done to me
How you've caused me so much instability
I loved you but we were meant to be
Because I was your guard and you were Ms.Popularity
Protecting you when he threatened to kill you
Holding you as you cried because you loved me too
Even as boyish as I was though no one would accept it
And to save your reputation you couldn't be a lesbian
So you pretended to hate me and told your friends
Who all hurt and made fun of me for my loyalty never bends
You let them hurt me but I didn't care
As long as you were happy and I was there
To help you when you fell and hold you high
But that snow falling night you just said good bye
And even though you didn't commit suicide
You made me do the worst thing possible in my mind
I hurt you in a way I can't ever reverse
Hardly able to believe it till I saw the hearse
I loved you so truly even if it wasn't meant to be
So on your grave I leave a rose for all to see
Its the last one I'll ever leave for you though
Because now I am seventeen years old
Its been years since I've killed you in snow
And for you I promise this time I'll really let go
Title: Remembrance of Her
Who This Is About: ...The second love of my life...
Extra Comments: She was the only person who helped me make sense of life after my first boyfriend died, & she helped me get back up on my feet. However... shortly after she committed suicide & I never got to tell her how much I loved her & appreciated her being there for me... I miss her still, even after all these years...X
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:15 am
In this world, I need no one.
No one but myself to hold.
If I show my emotions...if I let them flow...
I know that I will fall.
These things such as friends..
I have none.
These people who you say I love...
I have many.
Though I've known him for years...
It seems as though its been a day...
Possibly because we live so differently...
Or maybe because we are similar.
Friends is what others call us...though I must disagree.
We are only allies fighting towards the same goal...
We who have lost the battle step forth...
To win the war.
Friends we are...and friends we aren't...
In this world, it does not matter...
For as long as we live...
A bond is shared.
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Title: Allies
Who is the poem about: My friend/ally, Houston.
Did you like the theme: It's something new I haven't done,
Extra Comments: We really are like allies in real life. We're more similar than different, but we give eachother space to do our things.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:36 am
What's is that sound form inside that bag
If you look inside you see a fuzzy rag
When it pops out
Its him with out a dought
Its my fat cat.
I love that he cuddles
I love that he snuggles
You know he's coming
He calls from the hall
That's my fat cat.
One day he starts to stumbles
Now he only mumbles
He can not eat
Not one bight of meat
I fear that my fat cat is sick
We take him to the vet
This on he's never met
She takes him nice and clam
His life is almost gone
Good bye my fat cat Title: My Fat Cat (an elegy) Who is the poem about: My (now dead) cat buster Did you like the theme: I guess... it was a little difficult Extra Comment: I know i wont win but i felt like entering something xD
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:43 pm
She may get on your nerves
she may be preperturbed
but the thing about her thats best
is that shes the friend who'll always last.
shes been there since i was 3
she was there when i fell out of a tree
She was there when i was late
shes still here at age 8
junior high jitters, nervous wreck
I hope she dosent faint
shes always been so shy
we got art! guess who we'll paint?
High school, my school
our first double date
shes there when i cry
i really try.
We'll be the old ladies causing trouble in the nursing home.
Our combined diary is now a tome
A golden friend,
i hope it will never end.
Its called: My life
Its about: my bffl Bri
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:44 pm
and i like the theme. ran out of room.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:40 pm
she and i are one
equally teacher and pupil
i learn to spin, she learns to stumble
we dance as one
beautiful and immortal
the dance floor is not to be trusted
it bends and shifts
and sometimes there is barely any floor to stand on
her dress is ripped
and my glass slippers have crumbled
the rain has worn our makeup away
bystanders laugh at our clumsy dance
but it doesn't matter, because we are still dancing
i am no longer dainty, but calloused.
extravagant gowns never helped you run anyway
and we both agree that powdery masks are for the weak
I teach her how to stumble, she teaches me how to spin.
beautiful and immortal
we dance as one
an impenetrable force.
Title surprised ur dance
Who is the poem about:to be heartbreakingly honest, this isn't really about anyone in particuar. it's just my view of an ideal friendship.these two can count on nothing and no one but each other, so they dance, and keep dancing.
Did you like the theme:it challenged me. not bad, could have been better.
Extra Comments: btw, i have nothing against femininity, but in this poem i am referring to an ignorant sort of bliss.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:56 pm
All unique
With their personalities
They spin around
Happy as can be
Not caring who sees
It's just their own little world
They accomplish their goals
Without the slightest of errors
They are my friends
The ones who brought out
The best in me
They're short, and tall
Skinny, and pudgy
But I love them all the same
They are my sunshine
My candle in the night
But either way they are my friends
The ones who took me out of this blight
Saved me
And took me to this light
Title: Best Friends
Who is the poem about: The poem is about m friends who have helped me through some times of depression, back when I was younger, and who have stayed by my side, even when I wasn't at my best.
Did you like the theme: Sure I don't really mind what it is, I can think of alo of stuff to write about.
Extra comment: I like the end of this better than the beginning, plus I'm tired, and lazy with it so yeah.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:09 pm
Here comes the visual audio
No time super-stario
Got time but no money to spare
I live my life without a care
Come Hither Or I'll die
Come now, time to vis-ualize!
No,no.no,no way to stay
Help,help me find my way
Maybe,Maybe I'll find some way to pay
it took this long before I finally strayed.
No more fingers to stick up in my car you know
No more time for you,eh,super-stario?
Strike me down with you mad,mad mojo
Filter me, or take us down so go
No, no, no, no but your still like 'Totally'
I can't believe you'd go all over me
Super-Stario call me to you home ya know?
Maybe,Maybe I'll find some way to pay
it took this long before I finally strayed.
Uh-uh, no time Super-Stario!
Title: No Time (Super-Stario)
Who is the poem about: Just me saying to the world, and sorry if this is too blunt, but 'Sorry, I don't give a damn what they say, let's be what we used to.' I'm sick of people who get in my way about this BS stuff. Sorry.
Extra comment: I wrote this on a paper towel originally.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:37 pm
I
Am so tired
Of the negativity
I don’t want to hear it
I don’t want to see it
I don’t want to participate in it, either
I want none
Even if it means no one
Even if it means you aren’t who I thought you were
And I’m not who you thought I was
And we are not meant to be so close
Even if it means that you
Are like everyone else I’ve ever left behind
And I
Am just like everyone who’s ever left you behind
Sometimes
It’s best to just say goodbye
It’s best to learn, and live
Or wallow, and die
At least, that’s the way the world would tell it
Title: Fri-END-ship
Who is the poem about: more than one person (or used-to-be-buddy)...
Did you like the theme: not at first, but i suppose it got me thinking about something that inspired me to actually write for once.
Extra Comments: they say people will hurt you, and friends are just the folks worth hurting for... there aren't many people in my mind worth hurting for. basically.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 6:14 pm
Silhouettes pass me by
silhouettes make you cry.
They are empty with no glow
i guess you could say that are shadows.
I feel so lonely in this world
and here by myself in the cold.
But there is one other out there
with skin so warm and tender.
Your presence touches me
and my empty nightmare flees.
The silhouettes gain their color back
and within minutes they are no longer black.
The sky has brightened with your smile
and the new and brightened colors fit your style.
I'll follow you and watch you closely
so please do not abandon me.
You are what lights my path
and helps me escape from the real worlds wrath.
As long as i can hear your voice
i will make the better choice.
Title: My Guide
Who Is The Poem About: My best friend 4 life! Jackie-chan! (its actually Jacquel but i call her Jackie-chan lol) She always makes sure that I was doing the right thing and not blowing it.
Did You Like The Theme: LOVED IT! but im not really a big fan of poetry....
Extra Comment: It felt greatto write something about my friend and share it. but i felt like i could have done better if it wasn't poetry.
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