Noura's Contest :)

Hello, guys! :)

This is my first contest outside my club and other than the forums, the general forums, y'know. :)
I'm going to give you titles, some of them are song titles, and some are given by me. You can choose up to three titles, and write poems about them.

The rules:

- The title given should be the title of your poem.
- No rhymes.
- Each participant can reserve three titles.
- Four poets per title.
- Be creative. ;)

Deadline: 15th Nov.

Have fun! :D

The Titles:

* Sparks Fly -by- Taylor Swift

- Jeremy S Farley

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* Come in With the Rain -by- Taylor Swift

- Lebanese Phoenix

- Everlasting

- Lofallenve

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* Love You Like a Love Song -by Selena Gomez

- Everlasting

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* Piece of Me -by- Brittney Spears

- Tara-Kay Randal

- Jeremy S Farley

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* It's Not Goodbye -by- Laura Pausini

- Jessie

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* Since You've Been Gone -by- Kelly Clarkson

- Jessie

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* Wake Me Up When September Ends -by- Green Day

- Lebanese Phoenix

- Jessie 2

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* Wisemen -by- James Blunt

- dollwithafrown

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* Two For Tragedy -by- NightWish

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Titles given by me:

* You Look Like April

- Lofallenve

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* Unconcsiously
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* Loosely Strapped Onto Your Fate

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* Bleeding Distance

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* Lonely When it Comes to Love

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* Too Honest For Me

- Britt

- Jessie

- dollwithafrown

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* Hello, Rainbows

- Tara-Kay Randal

- Jessie 2

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-Jeremy S Farley

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Do not forget that contests are only for fun, not for winning. ;) If anyone has any suggestions, please post here.

Love you all.

Noura.

Come in with the rain :)

and..

wake me up when September ends :)

Reserved!

Hello, Rainbows

and

Piece Of Me

You always look for originality, you smart you.

Too Honest For Me.

Can we post the poems to our account once we put it in here?

Yes, you can, beautiful lady.

;) Thanks!

Love you like a love song.

and

since you've been gone. ^_^

Can I reserve "come in with the rain"? :)

It's Not Goodbye
Since You've Been Gone
And To Honest For Me

Pleaseee AndThanks :D

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All reserved. Amreen, what did you want to reserve, lol?

"Wisemen" and "Too Honest for Me", please. :)

You got it!

PM them to you?
or post them herE?

Post them herE. x)

Too Honest For Me~
Byyy, Jessi :D

You say you are broken,

You say I was your everything.

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

I never meant to hurt you,

never wanted to see you cry.

I never wanted this,

A relationship so simple, so perfect.

I've never been the type of girl,

to stick around for long.

I've always been a women on the run,

you don't fit in to my heart.

I'm sorry, once again,

your too honest for me.

Actually can I switch to "You look like April?"

You Look Like April

When I first had the pleasure
of meeting your kindred spirit,
It didn't matter how hard you tried to conceal it,
The fake flowers of April,
could not hide the blizzards of December.
As your russet eyes gazed down in mine,
I witnessed a battle of anguish, of despair,
behind your unshed tears.
In those moments you
would paint on a smile
and pretend everything was all right.
With that painted smile,
you tried to hide the effects
of the blizzards of December.
It was your best attempt I knew;
still I could not be fooled.
The days had gone by,
still you held true to your fake flowers of April.
I would hold you in my arms,
even when you felt you didn't need me.
I stayed in your world,
even if you felt it best you leave me.
But as these days continue forward,
I witness your ice melting.
It is like the first signs of spring,
the first warmth of the sun,
The flowers that surrounded you,
that were a false image of the true beauty,
Grew into something real,
grew into something beautiful.
I can look into your russet eyes today
and I can honestly say:
"The blizzards of December may have had their way,
But underneath all of the ice,
you are starting to look like April."

Wake me up when september ends
and hello rainbows please

Here you are Noura, The first one:

Piece Of Me

I search my sheltered carriage
for a missing puzzle piece,
clutching at memories
painted on the cardboard scene,
and I search amidst the open
window, for a star
amongst the darkened night
to wish I never had to dream.
Yet I still search within my
enshrouded soul for a glimpse
of euphoria however simple it seems,
but
I will never give up searching
for a forgotten piece of me.

© Tara-Kay Randall 1st November 2011

I've loved the poems, guys, so far. Lofallenve, you want to add 'You Look Like April'? or you only want to reserve this title? :)

Edit: I'm still thinking

Love you like a love song

Mischievous thoughts amidst my mind;
As I gaze to see your face, with plain expression,
while wasting your time with random songs.

My mind ventured with intentions of tickling your belly
to make you laugh nonstop until you exercise
the muscles on your abdomen.

My fingers were already moving preparing to warm up
My legs were waiting for their next step
as they awaited for their turn to come ahead.
My shoulders felt tense from just hoping to not be notice.
My eyes resembled someone ambitious with a dollar sign on each eye
but my dollar sign was none other than your pearly white smile.

When my turn to make my next move approached
my heart fell prostrate for it was beating faster than a continuously stroking drum from all the unwanted tension accumulated by my risky intention.

When my ears heard your melodious voice
singing a love song, I felt how cupids arrow entered throughout my entire heart leaving me with you encrusted in my life. Ever since that day, I love you like a love song the one you sung when mischievous thoughts abounded my mind.

Lol..Noura, I just wanted to write about : love you like a love song and since you've been gone.
But I guess, I can do my last poem on come in with the rain.

You want to add it, Luce?

No more changing titles on here, guys, if you want to switch your title, PM me, don't post here please. :) Because I'm a bit confused, now. lol.

I just want "You look like April."
No inspiration so far for "come in with the rain." :(

It is ok. You can reserve the title you want, and if it's about inspiration, maybe listen to the song, it will inspire you, or just write what you feel by reading the title. Take your time, you still have 12 days, lots of time. :)

Everything is under control, so far! PHEW.

--- -- Since you've been gone. ---

Since you've been gone
My mind has been flooded with
worriedly and vague thoughts.

Queries mailed to my head sent from every single nerve cell.
Where has he gone? They asked right away.
Why did he go without saying what was wrong?

I set for to investigate this mysterious departure
I checked my mail with hope to see some signal
but there is no clue, I walked from here and there.
Looking for a slight sign that could lead me
to your whereabouts.

Until I decided to leave this case to the experts
while I looked back on ours memories.

I remember when it was just you, my laptop and me.
The perfect teammates. The unbreakable group.

I realize you were my distraction,
my stress reliever, my fort that protected me from wrong doings,
and the one I could got to whenever everyone left.

You took me to different places; from America to Asia.
To visit Argentina and India, Australia and Japan, All over the world.

You taught me many words,
to meet people with different backgrounds and views,
and to see what lies beyond my home.

But when I was ready to learn and absorb more
you left, leaving me stranded in this empty room
Like a beautiful flower that dries up when its source of water dissipates.

I'll never forget that your were the one who taught me how to surf
to fight every single wave that cross my path,
But you were there next to me giving me access to freedom
And now, you left me with this tsunami that restricts me access to searching the unknown.

I ponder on my actions, what did I do wrong?
I know you started to show an strange attitude
First, you were playing hide and seek
then, you disappeared for a while
and now, I haven't hear from you in so long.

When will you come back?
to form once again our team, the old good trio.
You, my laptop and me.

P.s. Can you guess to whom or to what is this dedicated to?

A special thanks to felicity for inspiring me with one of her poems.

Edit : The poem is call plastic eyes.

*slipps to Felicity's profile* lol.

"Inspiration"

At last,
I've found you.

But I would rather
see you caving
in with sunshine,
through my open
window pane.

Or
why not creep
through my daydreams
and working hours,
or through the tip of my
ball-point pen
and vacant A4 papers?

You always have to
come out of the blue,
uninvited,
when thunder blazes
my nights,
and the howling winds
cut the electricity off?

You have to terrify me
with a bloody facade?

At least,
the next time you decide
to visit me,
make sure not to come in
with the stout rains,

for my poems need no
dampness, anyway..

Awwwh, glad I could inspire that poem. :3

Come in with the rain.

Right at the end of the river's stream
hangs a trapped rock amidst the valley.
Left with dry, vague, clueless thoughts
and no resources to move from its obstruction.

Hence, come in with the rain
Thousand of drops of water;
to flood this gorge with thoughts of inspiration,
To clear that rock, and to fill it with imagination.

Free that river from its obstruction
let it flow with easiness;
to rise stronger and to run like a gazelle:
light, fast and free to create only master pieces.

Hello, Rainbows

I once found the colours kaleidoscopic amidst the sky,
although they never sheltered their existence within
my broken soul,

or did they in a time long forgotten?

For not once were my words humble enough to
represent a dream of diamond glistening rivers
flowing underneath a wooden planked bridge
or even a rocky mountain path leading to heaven's
open gate

however much I try and recall a memory
in which I can relate my mind falls blank
of the parchment I write amidst the
neurotic imagery I portray.

I once found the kaleidoscope of colours
glistening behind the trees,
I once whispered "Hello", but they never
whispered back to me,
or maybe they did, but I have long forgotten
the times long ago.

© Tara-Kay Randall
November 2011

^Really loving the poems, guys. Amazing work.

I would like to try my hand at "Sparks Fly", "Peice of Me", and "Hello Rainbows". I really like the work I've seen so far by the way.

Reserved!

"Sparks Fly"

Spewed forth from the fires of industry
Volcanic river flows endlessly as
The furnace rages and
The pistons hammer. Ceaseless,

Steam engine churning
In blinding arc and weld-track scars
soldiers are born from the mold.
Their vaporous birth cries blue grey

Forged by will in raining embers.
Sparks fly as pawns change form
Molded to the masters purpose
An army of iron marches dutifully

So like them we are
Labled, stamped, and formed in ranks.
Cast into the human sea
All parts of the great machine.

Fulfilling the dreams of gods

"Hello Rainbows"

The battlefield is now silent.
Too cold for crow or raven.
Multicolored lights ripple the northern sky,
And in the dead silence,
A fallen warrior lies bleeding
Red into the trampled snow.
Awaiting his lives reward.

Seven foes he'd slain that day.
He chuckles with what strength is left.
More than fifty in his life.
Oh how the All-Father must smile on him.
Oh what tales would be told.
For he had lived well.

No oath broken,
Nor fear in battle.
The maiden descends
Clothed in rainbow,
Comforting.
Every mans dream.

Adoringly she beckons.
Cloaked in color, swirling.
Come to claim her champion.
Her kiss only for the brave.
His sacrifice rewarded
As he dies in her caress.

She bears him cross the northern sky.
The valkery ascends ever higher,
Across the rainbow yule hunt path
To the land of feast and glory.
Where only the brave may tread.
To the hall of golden shields.

Loving it, so far, guys.
You still have 8 days. Work your brains.

Wake Me Up When September Ends

Cry me a river,
for tears can
halt those trembles
and shivers
upon your knees.

And if you feel
the world is crumbling,
right beneath your feet,
and the voices
of torment looming
against your heart beats,

come running
with the winds of tomorrow,
and I'll dwindle
your heaps of sorrow
as you cry
upon my shoulder
and sleep an eternity...

perhaps nothing could
ever wake you up,
even when September ends.