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 Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 6:47 am
Xx_craigjr_Xx rockerpanda13
Who is that girl i dont know
sitting in the corner all alone
talking to a doll of herself
wishing she was in hell
her father just left her
her mother just died
no feelings left
only fear to take away
where her happiness once lay
she looks around to find someone
else to count on but nobody seems to be there
all she sees is the brown of her hair
there once was a time
when her hair made her happy
but that is all gone now
as she is left in the corner
Writer:rockerpanda13 title:The Girl In the Corner Self Grade:B+ you my friend are a lier that is an A+ thank you for thinking this it makes me feel alot better about my writing
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 6:59 am
insane_ppl_rock I've lost myself in the splendor of life,
a bird finally set free,
I flew miles away.
I can never turn back,
I've gone too far,
so I fly on.
I'll find you and lure you in,
My eyes seem so innocent,
you have no idea.
Hold me tight,
I'll make you feel special
and you'll fall in love.
But you don't understand love,
its only an illusion,
its just a tool for my seduction.
I can never love,
I can only desire,
And I will never be satisfied.
So give me your love,
and I'll make you feel,
and you'll cry for more.
But don't you know,
that nothing lasts,
because I was born to be alone.Username: Insane_ppl_rock Title: The Bird Grade I'd give myself: B (PS I have an AllPoetry account where this poem is also posted so if this comes on Google, I promise its just my Poem site) AllPoetry!? biggrin I have a million AP and SW accounts. I'm KoeMii there! biggrin Although I just made that one yesterday! xD
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 4:28 pm
So when does this contest end and get judged? razz Just Curious ^.^
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 7:58 pm
Can you feel as I feel this sudden rush
And wish as I wish that it would come to a hush
Do you hear as I hear the sudden screaming
And drown it out as I do with music blaring
Never will it ever end, am I right
I'll suffer this late into the night
And in the morning it will start again
Leaving me thinking of what to do then
Is your heart as my heart full of pain
But your mind as my mind is still desperate for gain
Do your hands as my hands shiver in anger
And do you feel as I feel trapped in a chamber
Do you pound at the doors of your horrible cage
Could your write your life in a book and fill every page
Can this story really keep going
Will the tragedies just keep growing
Are you seeing as I'm seeing the end of every life
Would you feel as I feel the need to sharpen a knife
To make this nightmare come to an end
Because outside of it is a world to defend
But do you realize as I realize that it is real
And do you cry as I cry just so you can feel
That you want this to be the end of the dream
You want to stop your heart from ripping at the seams
Do you sleep as I sleep if I laid down in a coffin
And will you try as I try to let my heart soften
So that I can love again and feel an embrace
And see as I see a caring face
Would you die as I die holding on to my last breath
Or could you sigh as I sigh with the discomfort I catch
Because heaven isn't as beautiful as I'd like it to be
And my corpse is still floating across the sea
Writer: Aage Raghnall (Aage Crow)
Title: Can You ____, As I ____
Self Grade: C
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 3:40 pm
There was a young girl who lived in a village called "Sea Village". This little girl's name was Sani, Sani was only seven but she had a heart more pure and golden then anyone else in the village. Which is why Sani had a few problems. Everyone in the village but one person wanted Sani to rule all of Sea Village, that one person that doesn't want Sani to be the queen of Sea Village unfortenately is Sani. It was a regular problem for her to wake up in the palace thrown or in a bed fit for a queen in the palace. This annoyed her but she never let it ruin her day although she tried a couple times to get the villagers to understand that she does not want to be treated like royalty nor did she like that she was regularly wakeing up in a palace insted of her small home she tried to get them to understand that she feels that although jewlels are beautiful and royalty is nice they slowly change your heart to a hard mean lump of coal but they just never listened. One day she awoke in the palace once again and she was jjust fed up and this day she made sure that they the villagers would listen to what she had to say. She screamed at the top of her lungs "I'm only a kid!!" And saying and ranting about how they the villagers never actully pay atention to what she says and how they want so much out her only being a child ect. As she said her rant the villagers got sadder and depressed and slowly during the middle of her rant they hung themselfs. When Sani finished her rant she saw that everyone killed themself which immediately made her sad to. She uproched one of the dead bodys and said I have one request.. She whisperd to the body and her request was answered, the bodys got up and picked Sani up and caried her to the sea. And soon the tied came in. The Sea Village was soon named "The Bloody Sea" and then soon the village was forgoten aloung with me Sani.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 4:47 pm
can more than one peom be entered? kind of curious about this.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:52 pm
redheadsrule13 can more than one peom be entered? kind of curious about this. yea, sure smile
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:38 pm
I am an optimist.
As a small child on christmas, waiting to rip open presents that would never come.
Happiness and laughter filling the house.
A family so large and only two presents next to me.
Some brushes and a keychain.
Disappointed from te start.
Crying tears at night to chase away what was a very lonely childhood.
But I am an optimist.
Growing up, never good enough for anyone.
New persona to hide the pain.
Smiles to hide the tornado of sorrow inside.
Pretending to be happy when in all reality I cannot.
Always pretending to be someone I’m not.
A glass mask that no one can see through.
Changeable like the wind.
Maybe it’ll go away…
But it’s still there.
Never gonna go away.
But I am an optimist.
In a family so large, it’s easy to lose ones’ way.
I’m a good navigator, though.
Navigate my world by feel…and memory.
Met with something short of meaness at every turn.
I can pretend.
Fool them into thinking that I care.
All my life I’ve been faced with pretenders and people who don’t care for me.
I try to love the ones who are my blood.
It’s hard with so many who don’t love me.
I am an optimist though.
Death was an avid visitor to me.
He took away the one man who’d play cards with me, never judged me.
He was never fully there.
But I knew.
He could tell how alone I felt.
When he was taken, he was alone.
No family to say their good-byes.
I cried.
The first and last time I cried for the passing of a loved one.
Just another moment in a series of disappointments and dream crushers.
But I am an optimist.
Eighteen was an age when I saw what they really were.
Exposed like a rock on the bottom of the lake.
Childish moments that ripped a family apart.
Moments that lasted years with no end in sight.
I am an optimist.
I have come to learn many things about them.
When death visits, it brings along confusion, pain, greed and illuminates another facet.
I cannot love them as I did as a child.
Hard to love people who could turn everything upside down with just a few words.
I am a fake ray of sunshine.
Grandmother is gone.
Oh, how I wish I could’ve gone with her at times.
The last anchor in my life is gone.
No one to turn to…
I cry inside.
No longer can show honest love.
Just chest them with fake love.
What I learned from them.
But I am an optimist.
Because I have no choice.
I have to be.
Writer: PandaYuki
Title: Little Ray of Sunshine
Self grade: B (maybe)
Sorry, it's a little long, but this is the best way to describe me.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 12:16 am
I was a liar, yesterday.
I run away from my troubles, but unfortunately they have a good set of quick legs,
Pursuit.
But I have learned better lessons, in-between being alive and a girl and confused.
I'm not much of a lover, or a friend, or a daughter
But I'm quite the dreamer, a fresh bet for your money.
I was born into twisted family,
Montague and Capulet,
Into the ish side of Brooklyn,
Carbon copy someplace in Canada.
And I would be a liar again if I didn't admit I felt trapped.
Trapped by the dealers two meters from my back yard,
Or the crimes
(Dead babies in trash cans by my school)
But you know how it goes,
The world forgets when it probably shouldn't,
Moves on.
So I guess I finally am too.
Username: oliveover
Title of work: Self-Analysis and Admission
Grade I'd give Myself: N/A. I don't work like that.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:20 am
Everything is this world is right.
No ifs, ands, or buts about it.
Whatever you say is the truth.
But whatever God says is a truer truth.
We attempt to hide behind our shadows,
afraid that if we show our faces...
we would die.
The truth is, everyone lives.
The truer truth is, everyone dies.
Just as I am living now...and just as I will die...
I will do so smiling.
Not because of happiness...
and not because of friends..
but only because of a simple reason...
I have dignity and pride.
I am intellectual.
There are some things that are not true.
I call these things the truer truth, not lies...
Only because I am blind to the world...
Thus, I continue on.
I continue to live as myself, and no one else.
The truth is invalid, but the truer truth...
Is Oblivious...
Writer: Toudai Shirouki Nightfall
Title: Truer Truth
Self grade: A+
(Something I was thinking about)
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:20 am
Rain, rain, go away.
Can't you see I'm sick of pain?
With summers light, soon to fade
All the tears not washed away.
Rain, rain, go away.
Fading back to yesterday
Faking love for someone else
To compensate a broken fate.
Rain, rain, go away.
Close my eyes for just one wake.
Lips upon my rosy cheek
saying things that you don't mean.
Rain, rain, go away.
Please don't keep this all the same.
Repeating words that seem so fake
Whispering "I think I love you...."
Rain, rain, stay with me.
Make yourself those falling tears.
Staring out into the dark.
Walk away from me.
Writer: Keyoshi Storm
Title: Rain, Rain...
Self grade: C?
How is this about yourself: Most people don't understand my writing when i use metaphors because I get pretty deep with them. But this is a true story about me being in love with someone but I had to "settle" for my friend. He kissed me saying he thinks he loves me and then he just walked away (yes on a rainy night). I hope you can see the story that is in this poem, it really is dramatic and sweet.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:24 am
I wrote this at work on my lunch break one day. I posted it on my Deviant Art account. It's not just about myself, but about my boyfriend as well. We had just gotten into a fight, so I wrote this.
Deep inside my iron maiden,
Locked away within my mind,
For millennia I've been waiting
Upon the love of one so kind.
Stumbling across the abyssal pools,
Tears frozen by time and pain,
The one I'd named "The King of Fools"
Touched the maiden's steely frame.
The icy death trap rattled and creaked.
Taken aback, you stepped away.
Quietly around the door I peaked,
Wondering who had come today.
"O beauteous lady," you whispered to me,
"Honored I'd be if you were mine."
"I am sorry," I murmured to thee,
"But you are wasting your precious time."
As I stepped into the light
Collapse, I did, upon the floor!
Into your eyes I peered with fright,
For my strength seemed to be no more.
"What has happened to you, my dear?"
You exclaimed with a bit of rage.
"I have wasted away in here,
Locked inside my mental cage."
Gently, you lifted me with your arm
And held my brow unto your cheek.
"Never again shall you suffer harm,"
You told me as I began to weep.
"Flee now, you fool, whilst you have a chance!
A burden to you is all I am.
Who cares about a trifle romance
When 'tis insanity to you I'll damn?!"
In your ignorance you shook your head.
"Without you I'll be damned to insanity."
After those words, my heart, it bled.
"I don't want you to meet with agony...
I'm nothing but a burden, a curse...
Battered, broken, damaged goods,
A demon, yet twenty times worse..."
Your reply I never understood.
Making me peer into your eyes,
The eyes that pierce my very core,
You told me, "You're very bad at lies,"
And kissed me there upon the shore.
"My sweet angel, I'll carry you always.
Maybe one day I can heal your scars.
Just promise with me you'll spend your days,
Even after our souls join the stars."
My poor heart, it quivered and shook.
"I love you..." we whispered together.
Those three little words was all it took
To bind us in happiness forever...
Writer: MaiLinna
Title: It Takes Three
Self Grade: B
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 9:36 am
I hide these painful shards
That lay inside of me
The feelings of stabbing
Cutting
And tearing
Happen every second
Of everyday
But I deal
To show that
These are just a sign
I've survived
They may be
A nuisance
To anybody else
But I find them as hope
That people can survive
Whether it be mentally
Or physically
People cry
And people die
But for once instead
These blood shed wounds
Have something to prove
Writer: redheadsrule13
Title: Wounds
Grade razz robably a B i wrote it while i was at a basketball game
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 11:01 am
As a young child,
The world seems to be in the palms of your hands,
No worries, problems only fun and happiness.
For him the innocence of childhood was cut short.
Walking up the steps, little did he know of what was to come.
Around the corner his eyes widened as he could not understand what he had witnessed.
The memory of the moment forever burned into his mind.
For years his suspicion would grow,
Like a ticking time bomb, he waited for it to all fall apart.
Never would he shed a tear while he comforted others in despair.
Only showing his true emotions in the darkness of night.
The pain, fighting and secrets.
All stored inside, behind his mask.
The mask that would portray a happy young boy.
But with each passing year the mask would slowly crumble
Beginning to reveal the real him.
As the years went on he found it harder to suppress his feelings.
The yelling and anger that seemed never ending.
Containing the words he so desperately wished to say.
Ignoring it all, fighting the urge to just run away.
He was the one of the front lines of a never ending battle.
A child turned solider.
Being thrown from side to side believing that he had nobody to confront.
There was not one person with whom he cared about that hadn’t hurt him.
He rarely thought of his problems,
Preferring to do alternative things and block out the world around him.
He forgave too easily but had no other option.
He’d rather live in a brief moment of happiness then a lifetime of pain.
Writer: Dark-Ninja70
Title: The Mask
Grade: C (I kinda rushed it)
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:48 pm
I hear their whispers
I here their taunts
Now the criticizing begins.
They call me weirdo
They call me freak
But just because I look so meek
Doesn't mean I'm some weak freak.
I am strong, and resourceful
So come at me
With those awful mouthfuls
I'll ignore them for the most
But then I'll throw them right back
And watch as you stare with disgust
I know I'm above most of the rest
Not for grades
Or for style
But for my attitude the most
I won’t sit back and cry like the rest
I'll stand up tall
And puff out my chest
So now you can be the one to feel so down
For criticizing us like a bunch of clowns
Writer: redheadsrule13
Title: Criticizer
Grade: C or B I just made this up with some thoughts at the moment
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