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Poem of The Week
CompetitionIntroduction
Welcome! This is the official Poem Of The Week. This competition is for those who wish to enter their poems which comply with the corrosponding theme, so that they can have some recognition for their amazing talent! At the moment this will be run by myself, Abnegation.Astinus, the Other Writing moderator will be supervising it. However I will be looking for some help in judging in the near future. If you are interested in helping, PM me and state why you would like to judge and we can work something out. If you win Poem Of The Week, you will win an emblem which is displayed in the "details" box on the right.
Poem of the Week is a great to test your skills in the poetry world. You'll also get to see what other people think of how you express your emotions using words.
Remember to follow all Other Writing and PokeCommunity rules as posted below.
This Weeks Details
Vendak, Abnegation
Last Week's Winner
This Week's Hosts
Vendak, Abnegation
This Week's theme
Anything
Anything
Entries must be in by
December the 26th
December the 26th
Rules
- Remember to keep within the Writing rules, the Poem of the Week rules and of course the PC forum wide rules. Also make sure that you post your poem within the timeline which is posted within the "This Week's Details" box.
- First and foremost, NEVER plagiarize work. I will know; I check all poems, even for lyrics. I understand there may be coincidences where your poetry looks like someone else's and that's fine, but make sure it's all your own work.
- You may only post 1 poem relevant to the given theme of the week. If the theme is "anything" just feel free to post any type of poem, with any theme.
- Please only post good feedback on other entries within this thread. By feedback I mean good comments on why you like them rather than full criticism. But it's always nice to post in the thread of the original poem too (if there is one).
- When submitting a poem either post a link to the thread that hosts the poem (must be on PC) or post the poem within the thread, and I will put it up on the first post with the others.
- This is a judging contest, there will be no votes. HOWEVER you may Pm me if you would like to express your love for a particular poem and I will take it into consideration.
- You may post to state that you will be posting a poem and entering. Asking questions and the likes is also fine, all discussion may go within the thread.
- If you are posting a poem please keep it nicely layed out with as little formatting as possible. It's better we don't have big bright text and numerous BB codes. It just makes it a little easier on the eyes, thank you.
I would also like to state that, if you win POTW, you are given the option to co-host the next competition as well as choose the new theme.
Submissions
Week one entries.
Theme: Anything
Spoiler:
"Why Do We Yearn for It?" by SkythurBathandBeyond151
Spoiler:
Those who don't possess It
are able to give more to
those who do through jealousy.
Those who already have It
keep It from spreading to
those who don't through greed.
are able to give more to
those who do through jealousy.
Those who already have It
keep It from spreading to
those who don't through greed.
So why do we yearn for It?
What makes It so special?
Are we better off without It?
Sadly no, It's a sick form of structure.
We…need…structure…
What makes It so special?
Are we better off without It?
Sadly no, It's a sick form of structure.
We…need…structure…
Average cases bring tiaras and crowns,
while the extremes result in limelight exposure.
It appears in most of our cities and towns,
on a pedestal for the "lucky" to procure.
while the extremes result in limelight exposure.
It appears in most of our cities and towns,
on a pedestal for the "lucky" to procure.
So why do we yearn for It?
What makes It so special?
Are we better off without It?
Sadly no, It's a sick form of structure.
We…need…structure…
What makes It so special?
Are we better off without It?
Sadly no, It's a sick form of structure.
We…need…structure…
Those who have obtained It
tend to not strive towards anything,
for they already have what others want.
tend to not strive towards anything,
for they already have what others want.
Those without It
advance on their dreams of feeling
that feeling they yearned for so long ago.
advance on their dreams of feeling
that feeling they yearned for so long ago.
So why do we yearn for It?
What makes It so special?
Are we better off without It?
Sadly no, It's a sick form of structure.
We…need…structure…
What makes It so special?
Are we better off without It?
Sadly no, It's a sick form of structure.
We…need…structure…
"Drunk" by Autmn Star
I saw water lilies tonight
Vast in count and very alive.
"Clever Tricks" by Bay
"Lies - Truth" by Chibi-Helen
"Motion" by Scarf
"Motion"
Another sunset and the moon will rise
over the waterfront, aglow in the fire
of millions of insects buzzing, a game
of curved light, angles and the mind.
Dancing stars, each one an unfixed point
whose course across the night changes
but whose destination cannot change.
In my tent he rested. In my dreams I rise
to star-height, to look down and point
earth-ward where a lakeside camp fire
dwindles to ash. In my distant mind's
eye he counts the tails of wild game
he's followed, he's hunted. A game
played between man and mystery. Change
your killing ways. I'll follow with my mind.
I shout as ghosts stalking the wild, rise
to haunt a childish sky where bullets fire
but innocence somehow remains, their point
unheard. It underscores the points
he'll earn, the score he craves. What game
is it that ignites the primeval fire
that takes a man and, like moonlight, changes
him into a beast? I have tried to rise
above, to sail beyond, to flush my mind
of inconstant cares, but I am not blind. I mind
the suffering and, now enraged, I point
my accusatory finger to get a rise,
from him, to summon a storming howl. He is game.
He is cold hard cash and I am spare change.
How to tame the beast of his oven-fired
pride? I build up a black-hole bon-fire
on which we hurl the tatters of our minds'
dusty wraps. Bare as we stand, a change
of roles sparks new sight, a point
of light in motion, a chance to game
the systems that forced our passions to rise.
Bile rises, neurons fire. Like dawn, a new game
has launched our minds toward a point of change.
"Rewrite" by Inefabble
If I could rewind my life
To change the way we formed
I'd still keep all the strife
The way my harsh heart stormed
Now I see that all these things
That at the time abhorred me
Now make my heart harsh ring
Free from all the life debris
Through all the memories I keep
You are the constant glaring light
Blinding out the bitter deep
Keeping me from the fight
If I could rewrite all that I do
I wouldn't ever leave out you
Spoiler:
I saw water lilies tonight
Vast in count and very alive.
Feeling good and looking great
Ready to disco with wind and wave.
Ready to disco with wind and wave.
Moon and stars are looking at them
Feeling jealous for not joining the hem
How they wish they could go down
To meryl and have fun like clowns.
Feeling jealous for not joining the hem
How they wish they could go down
To meryl and have fun like clowns.
I was about to turn my back
When I saw a very ugly frog
Standing alone in the dark
Feeling blue cause no one's to mark.
When I saw a very ugly frog
Standing alone in the dark
Feeling blue cause no one's to mark.
What if I pretend to be a princess?
Will he turn into a prince with my kiss?
Oh! I'm getting weird and silly
This life makes me sound so funny.
Will he turn into a prince with my kiss?
Oh! I'm getting weird and silly
This life makes me sound so funny.
"Clever Tricks" by Bay
Spoiler:
Clever Tricks
Clever tricks, quick thinking!
You think everyone is your pawn?
Your head is always above the clouds,
And you never notice you are behind.
Then again, I always consider you a wayward gentleman;
So please, never misjudge the mind of a child!
Clever tricks, quick thinking!
You think everyone is your pawn?
Your head is always above the clouds,
And you never notice you are behind.
Then again, I always consider you a wayward gentleman;
So please, never misjudge the mind of a child!
"Lies - Truth" by Chibi-Helen
Spoiler:
Lies - Truth
No, I don't hate you
Yes, I do hate you
Hate, dark ensnaring feelings, bound by the harsh gravity
Love, light enthralling feelings, lifted high above the sky
No, I don't love you
Yes, I do love you
No, I don't hate you
Yes, I do hate you
Hate, dark ensnaring feelings, bound by the harsh gravity
Love, light enthralling feelings, lifted high above the sky
No, I don't love you
Yes, I do love you
"Motion" by Scarf
Spoiler:
"Motion"
Another sunset and the moon will rise
over the waterfront, aglow in the fire
of millions of insects buzzing, a game
of curved light, angles and the mind.
Dancing stars, each one an unfixed point
whose course across the night changes
but whose destination cannot change.
In my tent he rested. In my dreams I rise
to star-height, to look down and point
earth-ward where a lakeside camp fire
dwindles to ash. In my distant mind's
eye he counts the tails of wild game
he's followed, he's hunted. A game
played between man and mystery. Change
your killing ways. I'll follow with my mind.
I shout as ghosts stalking the wild, rise
to haunt a childish sky where bullets fire
but innocence somehow remains, their point
unheard. It underscores the points
he'll earn, the score he craves. What game
is it that ignites the primeval fire
that takes a man and, like moonlight, changes
him into a beast? I have tried to rise
above, to sail beyond, to flush my mind
of inconstant cares, but I am not blind. I mind
the suffering and, now enraged, I point
my accusatory finger to get a rise,
from him, to summon a storming howl. He is game.
He is cold hard cash and I am spare change.
How to tame the beast of his oven-fired
pride? I build up a black-hole bon-fire
on which we hurl the tatters of our minds'
dusty wraps. Bare as we stand, a change
of roles sparks new sight, a point
of light in motion, a chance to game
the systems that forced our passions to rise.
Bile rises, neurons fire. Like dawn, a new game
has launched our minds toward a point of change.
"Rewrite" by Inefabble
Spoiler:
If I could rewind my life
To change the way we formed
I'd still keep all the strife
The way my harsh heart stormed
Now I see that all these things
That at the time abhorred me
Now make my heart harsh ring
Free from all the life debris
Through all the memories I keep
You are the constant glaring light
Blinding out the bitter deep
Keeping me from the fight
If I could rewrite all that I do
I wouldn't ever leave out you
Week 2 Entries
Theme: Memories
Spoiler:
"Memories" by Autumn Star
We've been looking forward into a glorious day,
To walk down the aisle with our blue togas and caps
Smiling, sharing the most awaited moment
With friends whom we dearly love
But now it's already here, we seek to stop the time.
It hurts to realize we have to separate ways,
The twelve long years together is over
Yet our reminiscences would still remain
They would always be with us.
Cherished.
We'd love to see ourselves again
Laughing along with a joke,
Posing for crazy pictures,
Imitating somebody else mannerisms,
Just expressing ourselves.
We'd miss our daily routine
Passing due papers,
Falling in line along the corridor,
Scanning notes for quizzes,
Chatting during breaks,
Writing on our best friend, yellow pad,
Staying late after class to spend time with friends,
And of course, eating our favorite food.
We've been through problems,
Senvio to name one
But our friendship would still be firm
Twelve years of camaraderie is our foundation
It would not end just because of parting.
As we bid farewell to each other,
Our secrets and tears would accompany us
But someday, we would meet with smiles,
With memories of friendship,
Still fresh in our hearts.
Spoiler:
We've been looking forward into a glorious day,
To walk down the aisle with our blue togas and caps
Smiling, sharing the most awaited moment
With friends whom we dearly love
But now it's already here, we seek to stop the time.
It hurts to realize we have to separate ways,
The twelve long years together is over
Yet our reminiscences would still remain
They would always be with us.
Cherished.
We'd love to see ourselves again
Laughing along with a joke,
Posing for crazy pictures,
Imitating somebody else mannerisms,
Just expressing ourselves.
We'd miss our daily routine
Passing due papers,
Falling in line along the corridor,
Scanning notes for quizzes,
Chatting during breaks,
Writing on our best friend, yellow pad,
Staying late after class to spend time with friends,
And of course, eating our favorite food.
We've been through problems,
Senvio to name one
But our friendship would still be firm
Twelve years of camaraderie is our foundation
It would not end just because of parting.
As we bid farewell to each other,
Our secrets and tears would accompany us
But someday, we would meet with smiles,
With memories of friendship,
Still fresh in our hearts.
Week 3
Theme: Anything
Spoiler:
"Defiance" by Abnegation
"Untitled" By SkythurBathandBeyond151
"Omega" by Spearow
"Bored Poem" by Aurevesque
"Super Heroes" by Revelation
There are many superheroes in my life,
That gave me strength and hope.
They never leave me alone,
Especially when I need shoulder to lean
on.
I really love them all,
Because they show me how much they
care.
They don't want to see me crying,
Because it makes them feel like dying.
For me, they can climb a thousand
walls,
Compared to Spiderman.
They can fly higher than Superman,
Or even stronger than the all-known
Batman.
All of the superheroes in me life,
Are kind and lovable.
They are always there guiding me,
And loving me most of all.
Superheroes are hard to find,
Because they only show up sometimes.
But I'm thankful 'coz I'm lucky,
For having them in my life.
I don't want to lose them
'Coz they're a big part of me.
So that I am always praying,
That God will never take them away.
Like Peter Pan, superheroes are only
fantasy,
Found in Neverland.
But for me there are some superheroes,
Living in our native land.
As the wind softly brushes on my clothes
I'm reminded of how the water flows
So gently rushing down the stream
Each step I get closer to you it feels like a dream
Spoiler:
Lying in this smoking grace,
It's fun just to see the look on your face,
I can't say why but this is a fun game,
One which will grant me fame.
Nothing you say can take this away,
I'm sorry darling you've lost your chance,
your defiance was the end of our romance.
one which raised me above you.
Forgiveness is lost for you now,
I'm happy to see you follow the crowd,
Individuality sets me apart from others insanity,
The way your heart melts, makes you just like everyone else.
Let's make this a night to remember, Cast others away,
Because after this our love will never last another day.
It's fun just to see the look on your face,
I can't say why but this is a fun game,
One which will grant me fame.
Nothing you say can take this away,
I'm sorry darling you've lost your chance,
your defiance was the end of our romance.
one which raised me above you.
Forgiveness is lost for you now,
I'm happy to see you follow the crowd,
Individuality sets me apart from others insanity,
The way your heart melts, makes you just like everyone else.
Let's make this a night to remember, Cast others away,
Because after this our love will never last another day.
"Untitled" By SkythurBathandBeyond151
Spoiler:
My heart was once whole.
Who knew words could hurt so much?
Like a dagger's strike,
yet your words left deeper wounds.
I was cast aside, alone…
You struck so quickly.
Were you always this heartless?
Now I understand,
this was your plan all along.
You wanted my heart, broken…
We still aren't the same.
You truly thought this would work?
I am stronger now,
and your intentions have failed.
I still have my heart, intact…
This pain cannot hide.
Is it obvious I lied?
Of course I have failed,
I didn't believe myself.
I always loved you, still do…
My heart is no more.
Where will your plans take you now?
To another sap,
who you will "love" and then leave.
If only I knew, sooner…
Who knew words could hurt so much?
Like a dagger's strike,
yet your words left deeper wounds.
I was cast aside, alone…
You struck so quickly.
Were you always this heartless?
Now I understand,
this was your plan all along.
You wanted my heart, broken…
We still aren't the same.
You truly thought this would work?
I am stronger now,
and your intentions have failed.
I still have my heart, intact…
This pain cannot hide.
Is it obvious I lied?
Of course I have failed,
I didn't believe myself.
I always loved you, still do…
My heart is no more.
Where will your plans take you now?
To another sap,
who you will "love" and then leave.
If only I knew, sooner…
"Omega" by Spearow
Spoiler:
The hour before the world wakes
and the birds start singing
The sky is red.
(and in an empty room my alarm clock is ringing)
I press my nose onto wet park bench and pretend
I was the only one to survive
I play ghost news-reporter and ask,
How does it feel to be the last man alive?
and the birds start singing
The sky is red.
(and in an empty room my alarm clock is ringing)
I press my nose onto wet park bench and pretend
I was the only one to survive
I play ghost news-reporter and ask,
How does it feel to be the last man alive?
"Bored Poem" by Aurevesque
Spoiler:
It can't possibly be this hard, to think of something to write.
As lines grow before me, I erase what I've typed.
They seem to shrink and grow again as they come to mind,
then disappear and leave me, with just a pitiful line.
It's hard to write without much thought, idea or persuasion,
only a simple verse to start on and no strict foundation.
One last attempt at what is a whatever;
nothing much, just a boredom buster.
One last verse to this pathetic poem,
only four more lines to go,
and I'll be finished
this thought will diminish
and I can get on with this day.
As lines grow before me, I erase what I've typed.
They seem to shrink and grow again as they come to mind,
then disappear and leave me, with just a pitiful line.
It's hard to write without much thought, idea or persuasion,
only a simple verse to start on and no strict foundation.
One last attempt at what is a whatever;
nothing much, just a boredom buster.
One last verse to this pathetic poem,
only four more lines to go,
and I'll be finished
this thought will diminish
and I can get on with this day.
"Super Heroes" by Revelation
Spoiler:
There are many superheroes in my life,
That gave me strength and hope.
They never leave me alone,
Especially when I need shoulder to lean
on.
I really love them all,
Because they show me how much they
care.
They don't want to see me crying,
Because it makes them feel like dying.
For me, they can climb a thousand
walls,
Compared to Spiderman.
They can fly higher than Superman,
Or even stronger than the all-known
Batman.
All of the superheroes in me life,
Are kind and lovable.
They are always there guiding me,
And loving me most of all.
Superheroes are hard to find,
Because they only show up sometimes.
But I'm thankful 'coz I'm lucky,
For having them in my life.
I don't want to lose them
'Coz they're a big part of me.
So that I am always praying,
That God will never take them away.
Like Peter Pan, superheroes are only
fantasy,
Found in Neverland.
But for me there are some superheroes,
Living in our native land.
"Paint the stream" by Edam
Spoiler:
As the wind softly brushes on my clothes
I'm reminded of how the water flows
So gently rushing down the stream
Each step I get closer to you it feels like a dream
Moving slowly apart again
Each step away I feel this great pain
So many colours for how long will they hold
Some hiding away, others standing out bold
Each step away I feel this great pain
So many colours for how long will they hold
Some hiding away, others standing out bold
So many things and so little time
Right now I'm just waiting for a sign
Everything around me makes me think of you
There's only one thing I can say now and that's; I love you.
Right now I'm just waiting for a sign
Everything around me makes me think of you
There's only one thing I can say now and that's; I love you.
Week 4
Theme: Love
Spoiler:
"Broken Hearts And Shades" by Edam
Spoiler:
I sit down in the cooling shade
Sitting next to me is you
In a little imaginary world of our own
Sitting there doing nothing just us two
I look at you and how your hair blows in the wind
My eyes close as I can't believe we are here
And I know we'll have to go
And on my face lies a tear
Why can't they see I love you so much?
They'll split us apart and take our hearts away
I want to protest I know it's not right
As we break apart as I don't know what to say
Only one sentence breaks out from my lips
As I give you my last kiss.
I love you so,
And I'll never let you go.
"You Remember" by Bay
Spoiler:
You remember, the first time we met?
I first saw—no, heard—you by your melody. Your eyes matched the tone of that song.
Intense. Ambitious. Passionate.
You flee, I flee; both of us turned back. Your lips escaped a chuckle.
I knew it was love at first sight because your smile—
—took me to another place I never saw before. Yes, it was you.
You remember, the smell of the salty ocean and the falling of petals?
Your cheeks against mine, our hands secured one another.
"I love you" sounded heart wrenching, melting.
That was the first time you—
—said that to me once more. Yes, you did.
You remember, the sunset that is the same color as your eyes?
Intense. Ambitious. Passionate.
As soon your lips locked onto mine, I felt light and entered into another world.
Heaven. In between. Hell.
Falling and not thinking, such a great feeling; you felt the same way. I heard your—
—high heels making tapping sounds, loud and thunderous. Yes, your high heels were that loud (but I love the noises from them).
You remember? Two of us dancing under the moonlight, your dress twirling elegantly like doves flying?
Our waltz was too fast, too strong, but we were not tired.
Your eyes! Oh, how I saw—
—another dear lover in your arms. Yes, I saw.
You remember, the two of you at the garden? Of course you do.
Cliché to say my heart broke into rains of shards, but true nonetheless.
"Please forgive me" sounded disgusting, without meaning. I flee; no turning back.
These memories held me back, always sneaking up on me the less expected.
Yes, I thought I would never move forward. I was behind the times. I come to terms, though.
Time is ticking, time is fleeing; we cannot keep up .
Both of us went our respected roads, one of us towards ice, the other towards fire.
Nothing is everlasting (not even memories) until we enter another world.
Heaven. In between. Hell.
I am indeed in hell—nothing but hate for you (and forever more).
Intense. Ambitious. Passionate.
Now, I am content, more than ever before.
"Confusion" by Inefabble
Spoiler:
A harsh goodbye is waiting
So let me die and atone
In the corner of my heart
Controlling me, keeping me
I could say many sweet things
but a blank mind doesn't produce
If I kept to all the rules
and stayed out of the limelight
would I be forgotten?
If I didn't protest or clamour
would I disappear from your sight?
I offer to you a free heart
But will you take and discard?
So I keep to my own self
but inside I'm screaming out
I'm here.
Notice me..
I've learnt to keep a steely heart
So could you make me forget?
If I was made for this feeling
Then why does it feel so crude?
I was brought so low and you saved me
I could keep to my single part in the shadows
but will you let me step out into the light
and take the leading role in your head?
We are one but split painfully
I try to mend the tear that was created
but you move and jerk so fast
I forget to hold on and go flying
Show me your love if it's real
or I'll just disappear as if I never was
Your words were sweet but sickly
Was this love or just hollow sophistry?
"Star" by Aurevesque
Spoiler:
You are my star
The one I can't live without.
My world revolves around you
And I can never fall out
From this attraction that pulls us together
When we say "I do"
I know it is forever
I came from the darkness
And was guided toward light
You are my star
And you gave me my sight.
And every day,
Since my eyes have been opened
I drink in your voice
Those beautiful words you have spoken
"I love you and only you"
It plays through my mind
When you're not with me
When I'm all alone and can barely see.
So take my hand
And we'll ride through the night
On comets and meteors,
With you my star, everything's always bright.
The one I can't live without.
My world revolves around you
And I can never fall out
From this attraction that pulls us together
When we say "I do"
I know it is forever
I came from the darkness
And was guided toward light
You are my star
And you gave me my sight.
And every day,
Since my eyes have been opened
I drink in your voice
Those beautiful words you have spoken
"I love you and only you"
It plays through my mind
When you're not with me
When I'm all alone and can barely see.
So take my hand
And we'll ride through the night
On comets and meteors,
With you my star, everything's always bright.
"I better Win" by Klippy
Spoiler:
I wrote this poem with the intention to win
[I dgaf to find anything to rhyme here]
Give me the emblem; I'll let mistakes pass
Tell me I lost and I'll kick your ass
"In Your Arms" by Dr. Gregory House
Spoiler:
There once was a girl,
Her name was Saline,
She shone like a Pearl,
She was only seventeen.
Saline my lady,
This poem's for you,
It will never be shady,
You're like human, Methylene Blue.
You're a cure and you heal,
You're a stain of my life,
And I just want to feel what I know isn't real,
I want to play you a fife.
You look to me so mystic like Psyche,
You're resemble a magestic Mountain Pine,
You embody the goddess Nike,
But you'll never be mine.
I don't know how or where or why,
I even try to think,
'Cause you're just here and everywhere,
You light my world with pink.
Life's nothing 'til you are there,
It's really quite the drag,
But you are cute and funny too,
And you'll never be a nag.
It seems to me like life is done,
And all I do is jade,
'Til you show up and one by one,
My fails just start to faid.
It feels like I have given in,
Like I cannot bloom,
I hope to think that you'll be yellow,
Like a White, Spanish Broom.
Of all the things I care to say,
I want you to just listen,
That if you were mine and mine today,
Then my eyes would glisten.
I wouldn't cry with sad or shame,
It wouldn't be the worst,
Like an inertial reference frame,
My sadness reimbursed.
Scantily clad I'd hope you're not,
'Cause I'm not into that,
You're a shining winding knot,
But you'll never be a brat.
Sometimes it's always certainly hard,
To even think an atom,
I'll hire the newest avante-garde,
And we can make a stratum.
An intertwining piece of heaven,
Is all but what I seek,
Without the chance to leaven,
Divine is your physique.
To be of me is to be of sea,
I toss and turn and never sleep,
'Cause I want to feel your glee,
Like a wild mountain sheep.
The beauty of magic,
There's so much to mention,
It might to me sound tragic,
But you're the sound of ascension.
You'd a goddess in human forme,
Like Aphrodite is reborn,
In you're wake's a Silver Storm,
And things you leave adorn.
You're like a Flower,
Your brown long hair,
A superpower Meteor Shower,
A burst of lightning flair.
You're essence of Archangel,
You don't belong with me,
Sometimes it's ugly like a morel,
But you're beauty's perferction, to the nth degree.
I don't know why I'm writing this,
I can never quite imagine,
They say that love is bliss,
But I'll take it on the chin.
I'll never have you in my grasp,
That's one thing that's for sure,
'Cause if there's one thing I want more,
It's you, to answer for.
Her name was Saline,
She shone like a Pearl,
She was only seventeen.
Saline my lady,
This poem's for you,
It will never be shady,
You're like human, Methylene Blue.
You're a cure and you heal,
You're a stain of my life,
And I just want to feel what I know isn't real,
I want to play you a fife.
You look to me so mystic like Psyche,
You're resemble a magestic Mountain Pine,
You embody the goddess Nike,
But you'll never be mine.
I don't know how or where or why,
I even try to think,
'Cause you're just here and everywhere,
You light my world with pink.
Life's nothing 'til you are there,
It's really quite the drag,
But you are cute and funny too,
And you'll never be a nag.
It seems to me like life is done,
And all I do is jade,
'Til you show up and one by one,
My fails just start to faid.
It feels like I have given in,
Like I cannot bloom,
I hope to think that you'll be yellow,
Like a White, Spanish Broom.
Of all the things I care to say,
I want you to just listen,
That if you were mine and mine today,
Then my eyes would glisten.
I wouldn't cry with sad or shame,
It wouldn't be the worst,
Like an inertial reference frame,
My sadness reimbursed.
Scantily clad I'd hope you're not,
'Cause I'm not into that,
You're a shining winding knot,
But you'll never be a brat.
Sometimes it's always certainly hard,
To even think an atom,
I'll hire the newest avante-garde,
And we can make a stratum.
An intertwining piece of heaven,
Is all but what I seek,
Without the chance to leaven,
Divine is your physique.
To be of me is to be of sea,
I toss and turn and never sleep,
'Cause I want to feel your glee,
Like a wild mountain sheep.
The beauty of magic,
There's so much to mention,
It might to me sound tragic,
But you're the sound of ascension.
You'd a goddess in human forme,
Like Aphrodite is reborn,
In you're wake's a Silver Storm,
And things you leave adorn.
You're like a Flower,
Your brown long hair,
A superpower Meteor Shower,
A burst of lightning flair.
You're essence of Archangel,
You don't belong with me,
Sometimes it's ugly like a morel,
But you're beauty's perferction, to the nth degree.
I don't know why I'm writing this,
I can never quite imagine,
They say that love is bliss,
But I'll take it on the chin.
I'll never have you in my grasp,
That's one thing that's for sure,
'Cause if there's one thing I want more,
It's you, to answer for.
Week 5
Theme: Winter
Spoiler:
"Snowflake Dance" by Aureveque
They fall softly,
Quietly,
Silently,
along the dark roads.
They dance, gracefully,
Serenely,
Lazily
through the air.
They go soundlessly,
Quickly,
Suddenly,
in the winter sun.
I wait eagerly,
Hopefully,
Impatiently
for them to come.
"Untitled" by Klippy
"Winter Whispers" by Dr. Gregory House
"Hell Froze Over" by Silver Smeargle Splatter
Spoiler:
They fall softly,
Quietly,
Silently,
along the dark roads.
They dance, gracefully,
Serenely,
Lazily
through the air.
They go soundlessly,
Quickly,
Suddenly,
in the winter sun.
I wait eagerly,
Hopefully,
Impatiently
for them to come.
"Untitled" by Klippy
Spoiler:
I'm cold as hell
Skin's turned pale
Degrees turn low
Winters sure blow
Skin's turned pale
Degrees turn low
Winters sure blow
"Winter Whispers" by Dr. Gregory House
Spoiler:
You see the misty, morning fog,
Did all but make my hair,
Bristle with chill and cold and fear,
And made me feel despair at heart,
Because I would not listen,
To the calls and howls of late,
That all but begged my attention.
I thought I heard something,
From deep inside the Mist,
I swear it was just talking,
But it's something that I wished,
Because of something,
I may have missed.
To see it come alive around me,
It starts to quiver and to shake,
It's cold and chilled and freezing me,
I'd imagine like silver it breaks,
It gallops with the howling wind,
And twists and turns and threatens.
But I'm still scared and yet again,
It's like it's standing there,
It looks to me, like a figure.
It's dark and shaped and getting closer,
My hand is on the trigger,
And all around me the fog just grows,
It beckons me to fire.
My hand is shaking now,
I'm finding it so hard,
I cannot feel my hands,
And I also cannot breathe,
But on it goes, I say to me,
So why don't I just do it?
"Pull the trigger", it persuades.
But if it weren't for Winter,
I would still be sane.
I don't know how to say,
It suggests me to do things,
Your death will not be in vain.
But I back away,
And I do not listen,
Because it's just a fog,
A misty, morning, freezing fog,
That always likes to whisper.
Did all but make my hair,
Bristle with chill and cold and fear,
And made me feel despair at heart,
Because I would not listen,
To the calls and howls of late,
That all but begged my attention.
I thought I heard something,
From deep inside the Mist,
I swear it was just talking,
But it's something that I wished,
Because of something,
I may have missed.
To see it come alive around me,
It starts to quiver and to shake,
It's cold and chilled and freezing me,
I'd imagine like silver it breaks,
It gallops with the howling wind,
And twists and turns and threatens.
But I'm still scared and yet again,
It's like it's standing there,
It looks to me, like a figure.
It's dark and shaped and getting closer,
My hand is on the trigger,
And all around me the fog just grows,
It beckons me to fire.
My hand is shaking now,
I'm finding it so hard,
I cannot feel my hands,
And I also cannot breathe,
But on it goes, I say to me,
So why don't I just do it?
"Pull the trigger", it persuades.
But if it weren't for Winter,
I would still be sane.
I don't know how to say,
It suggests me to do things,
Your death will not be in vain.
But I back away,
And I do not listen,
Because it's just a fog,
A misty, morning, freezing fog,
That always likes to whisper.
"Hell Froze Over" by Silver Smeargle Splatter
Spoiler:
An icy glaze over my fingertips
whether from the air or your touch,
I felt the seasons change between
the sky and earth
as well as us.
A cold wind kisses my face
unlike your lips.
It seemed the cold came
earlier when you were around.
But it's all just a recollection
of a cold hell--
last winter.
whether from the air or your touch,
I felt the seasons change between
the sky and earth
as well as us.
A cold wind kisses my face
unlike your lips.
It seemed the cold came
earlier when you were around.
But it's all just a recollection
of a cold hell--
last winter.
Theme: Green
Spoiler:
"The Green of Envy" by Dr. Gregory House
Note: Was not eligable to win due to being a host.
Spoiler:
I was walking down the street today,
And if it's one thing that I saw,
It was a green and fresh and sparkly tree,
And it had the most beautiful sway,
But if there was one thing,
That I felt like it thought,
It had the feeling of envy,
For the colours of Spring,
The colours of red and blue,
The colours of Autumn and the colours of wind,
A spectrum of colour lighting up the dark,
Of pink and purple and yellow too,
Only though, there was one thing it felt,
And it seemed to fill it with green,
It was the envy of others, the envy of colour,
And with one thing, it was green, that was dealt.
"Untitled" by Klippy
Spoiler:
Nuclear explosions in the sky
I can tell we're all going to die
Skin burning and bleeding green
Organs fall; there's my spleen
I'm still alive, yet completely dead
A dismembered arm, severed head
I crawl to water, but it's glowing
Dust and smoke are still blowing
I'm alone, but people surround me
Lifeless corpses against my eye
Choke on blood; begin to cry
Sissy baby; say goodbye
I can tell we're all going to die
Skin burning and bleeding green
Organs fall; there's my spleen
I'm still alive, yet completely dead
A dismembered arm, severed head
I crawl to water, but it's glowing
Dust and smoke are still blowing
I'm alone, but people surround me
Lifeless corpses against my eye
Choke on blood; begin to cry
Sissy baby; say goodbye
"Untitled" by Aurevesque
Spoiler:
She never knew what would happen,
with just a seed to plant,
that a garden would sprout up,
when she sang her chant.
up went the daisy and the lily
and the wild rose.
and faithfully she tended it,
and tried to help each grow.
The plants they bloomed from patience,
from joy and hope and love
that came from the gentle hands,
of the garden gloves.
those daisies grew up straight and tall,
they shined as a diamond does in the sun.
The roses and their ruby petals
grew up by the pond.
Each bright green stem and emerald vines,
were all grown with her care,
and continue to come back,
after each winter, summer, spring and autumn
throughout all the years.
"Jealousy" by Ineffable
Spoiler:
I'm green
I feel it all over me
but I feel her all over you
Whenever my hands meets yours
I know they've met hers too
I must be so insecure
To think she gets to you
like she gets straight to me
I'm not even sure if I'm right
This could all be in my mind
But your eyes follow her
when she walks across the room
and I know that I'm green
Not like the leaves on the trees
I'm far from sweet I'm sour
When she's talking to you
Do you see straight through her
and see me?
Or when I'm talking to you
Do you see straight through me
and see her?
Maybe we're too different
You're the free spirit
and I'm the rusty cage
I want to keep you locked up
Where you just want to fly
Maybe I should let you
If you're not happy with me
But selfishly I want you to stay
So I'll let myself be this way
For as long as you don't mind
I feel it all over me
but I feel her all over you
Whenever my hands meets yours
I know they've met hers too
I must be so insecure
To think she gets to you
like she gets straight to me
I'm not even sure if I'm right
This could all be in my mind
But your eyes follow her
when she walks across the room
and I know that I'm green
Not like the leaves on the trees
I'm far from sweet I'm sour
When she's talking to you
Do you see straight through her
and see me?
Or when I'm talking to you
Do you see straight through me
and see her?
Maybe we're too different
You're the free spirit
and I'm the rusty cage
I want to keep you locked up
Where you just want to fly
Maybe I should let you
If you're not happy with me
But selfishly I want you to stay
So I'll let myself be this way
For as long as you don't mind
Week 7
Theme: Imagination
Spoiler:
"Games of the mind" by Edam
Spoiler:
I can hear you whisper my name
I can't see you anywhere
I shout out and realise it's you whose to blame
I reach out into thin air
Trying to hold onto you
But you aren't there
I remember all the good times and smile
But that time has gone
You're now twisted and vile
I grab my head in frustration
I twist turn and shout as my thoughts give way
As you envelop the whole of my imagination
I can't see you anywhere
I shout out and realise it's you whose to blame
I reach out into thin air
Trying to hold onto you
But you aren't there
I remember all the good times and smile
But that time has gone
You're now twisted and vile
I grab my head in frustration
I twist turn and shout as my thoughts give way
As you envelop the whole of my imagination
"Broken" by Abnegation
Spoiler:
Broken, now, I know I've gone to far,
Sinking, now I know why this has led to despair,
Feeling undone, what have I become?
I feel my mind twisting, my thoughts are racing.
My memory has shaped mountains into imagination,
My thoughts had dried out seas of theories,
What once was or going to be, is now surreal,
I feel it tearing at my bone, guilt, cannot be undone.
Getting lost in thought, has caused the discord of my relationships,
Imagining what this could unviel, I've lost your life,
I no longer breath air, all I know is smoke,
Smoke from the fire that is guilt and wounds.
I bare these scars because I thought too much,
I broke a promise and now, imagination has broken me.
Week 8
Theme: Seasons
Spoiler:
"Winter's Eve" By Samme!
"Autmn Blues"
"Life's Litmus" by txteclipse
Spoiler:
With the candles in the window,
The lights strung in the trees,
I still trudge through the snow with it up to my knees.
The chimney puffs out curly swirls,
against the dull gray skies,
warming up their spirits with no need of a guise.
A few crystalline flakes,
drifting lazily to the ground,
urge me to pick up the pace and look towards the sound.
I hear a few ballads,
and the joy in their tone,
making me wish even more that I was back at my home.
The work I've performed,
not always so great,
just increases my desire to not get home so late.
The lights strung in the trees,
I still trudge through the snow with it up to my knees.
The chimney puffs out curly swirls,
against the dull gray skies,
warming up their spirits with no need of a guise.
A few crystalline flakes,
drifting lazily to the ground,
urge me to pick up the pace and look towards the sound.
I hear a few ballads,
and the joy in their tone,
making me wish even more that I was back at my home.
The work I've performed,
not always so great,
just increases my desire to not get home so late.
"Autmn Blues"
Spoiler:
Leaves fall to the ground,
Brown, yellow and red,
The pavements covered in the different colours,
Everywhere i tread
Brown, yellow and red,
The pavements covered in the different colours,
Everywhere i tread
A tall figure sweeps the leaves,
The leaves stick together,
A bird flying high above.
And then suddenly drops a feather onto the grass.
The leaves stick together,
A bird flying high above.
And then suddenly drops a feather onto the grass.
Grass and mud are wet,
Claw marks from a badger that had dug there,
Discarded flowers that used to be violet,
Now brown and slowly turning black.
Claw marks from a badger that had dug there,
Discarded flowers that used to be violet,
Now brown and slowly turning black.
Autumn can show a change of events,
At old age things can die,
Though new things can be born,
And then Autumn ends with a sigh.
At old age things can die,
Though new things can be born,
And then Autumn ends with a sigh.
"Life's Litmus" by txteclipse
Spoiler:
Green
the grass in spring
a newborn's eyes
and candied things
the road to walk begins in green
Umber
the wheat in summer
a sun-kissed tan
on youthful lovers
the soul's flower blooms into umber
Brown
the leaves in autumn
soft nostalgia
and skin like parchment
the spice of age matures into brown
White
winter's bite
the blank of death
and heaven's light
the litmus of life fades into white
the grass in spring
a newborn's eyes
and candied things
the road to walk begins in green
Umber
the wheat in summer
a sun-kissed tan
on youthful lovers
the soul's flower blooms into umber
Brown
the leaves in autumn
soft nostalgia
and skin like parchment
the spice of age matures into brown
White
winter's bite
the blank of death
and heaven's light
the litmus of life fades into white
Week 9
Theme: Glass
Spoiler:
"Glass" by Aurevesque
Spoiler:
The tears slide down the windowpane
The bullet breaks through the steel.
The water reflects on top of metal.
And it some ways it's not real.
Yet there's your reflection
And it's shining through,
The ugly hard, truth,
The seeing of you
It's all together
In a mirror.
Whether you
like it
or not
"I Had Nothing Else To Do" by The Doctor
Spoiler:
the mantelpiece shines above
the opaque pot only reflects the love
through the window, does light reflect
as I look on what I expect
a rainbow slides through the panes
when it touches eyes above, only action is to feign
then the panes intertwine until black
blocked out and made of flack
as the world moves around
nothing comes through, but bare sound
as the sun arises, outcomes the shining light
something that would give a vapourish fright
the opaque pot only reflects the love
through the window, does light reflect
as I look on what I expect
a rainbow slides through the panes
when it touches eyes above, only action is to feign
then the panes intertwine until black
blocked out and made of flack
as the world moves around
nothing comes through, but bare sound
as the sun arises, outcomes the shining light
something that would give a vapourish fright
Week: 10
Theme: Manipulation
Spoiler:
":>" by Klippy
Spoiler:
Manipulation is a mod at PC
He enjoys peanuts and jelly
When Ireland lost to France,
Manipulation did a dance
We're talking on MSN right now
About a jerk, a noob and a cow
This poem is about Manipulation
Don't try to disqualify it, Abnegation
This poem is ironic genius
It has nothing to do with zebras
Manipulation lives in England
Nothing witty rhymes with England
Give me the emblem so I can stop writing poems
In five minutes, then posting them
He enjoys peanuts and jelly
When Ireland lost to France,
Manipulation did a dance
We're talking on MSN right now
About a jerk, a noob and a cow
This poem is about Manipulation
Don't try to disqualify it, Abnegation
This poem is ironic genius
It has nothing to do with zebras
Manipulation lives in England
Nothing witty rhymes with England
Give me the emblem so I can stop writing poems
In five minutes, then posting them
"Manipulation" by Aurevesque
Spoiler:
Her gaze entranced him.
Made him want her even more.
So what could he say when she beckoned to him?
So he followed, her trail of floral perfume leading him on.
She was beautiful, as lovely as the moon.
And seemed as distant as one too.
No one could have her,
Because they could never get close
Without losing something precious.
She was "persuasive"
Using what she had.
He would soon learn what others had learned before
As he stared transfixed in her direction
Her name was Manipulation
And there was a reason why.
There was danger in those eyes
And it danced furiously as she "convinced" others
With her deadly glamour.
Week 11
Theme: Anything
Spoiler:
"A Tree A Home" by Apple Juice
Spoiler:
Once upon a very long time
There lived a very huge tree
It had roots upon roots
For many wondering eyes to see
It's leaves were dark green
A deep, attractive color
With it's strong brown trunk
And it's many multi-colored seeds for one another
Once upon a very long time
A tree lived inside a forest
The tree was biggest among the others
It's lived for a thousand years
Very lonely besides wondering birds
But then I came along
Hungry tattered and alone
I saw the tree
Its branches flown
To one side
And I found my home away from home
So once upon a time
It shouldn't be that long
I found a tree
And now it's my home
There lived a very huge tree
It had roots upon roots
For many wondering eyes to see
It's leaves were dark green
A deep, attractive color
With it's strong brown trunk
And it's many multi-colored seeds for one another
Once upon a very long time
A tree lived inside a forest
The tree was biggest among the others
It's lived for a thousand years
Very lonely besides wondering birds
But then I came along
Hungry tattered and alone
I saw the tree
Its branches flown
To one side
And I found my home away from home
So once upon a time
It shouldn't be that long
I found a tree
And now it's my home
"The Theatre Of Forgotten People" by Scarf
Spoiler:
streetlamp rain falls on my smokey shouldered overcoat
as I tell you about the theatre of forgotten people
Summerless skies sound the clap of thunder
the gloomy mood of clover grows underfoot
soot-black honey conceals the shadows of our passage
backstage - clothing us in shapeless masks and costumes
curtains draw to the silence of the crowd
crab-like, clown-like, Diva takes her cue
ghostly notes echo through the dust-sprinkled air
moved by her voiceless song and babushka eyes
already made brittle under their high-pressure gaze
unwitting performer, you Galatea, statuesque, crack
"This Baloon" by Ayselipera
Spoiler:
This balloon is renowned
it has been all over town.
From the prison to the people
the priest had seen it in the steeple.
it has been all over town.
From the prison to the people
the priest had seen it in the steeple.
Past the priest and to the farm
animals viewed it from the barn.
Over hills, into the valley
flying by the concourse rally.
animals viewed it from the barn.
Over hills, into the valley
flying by the concourse rally.
Workers in the factory saw it rising high
the children in the school, waved to it goodbye.
Crack the shutters and watch it go
like a serene river this balloon surely flows.
the children in the school, waved to it goodbye.
Crack the shutters and watch it go
like a serene river this balloon surely flows.
Above the brook and through the trees
to a distant island surrounded by sea,
this balloon is my own.
My balloon has finally found its home.
to a distant island surrounded by sea,
this balloon is my own.
My balloon has finally found its home.
Week 12
Theme: Anything
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