[Not Titled] Difficult Contest

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Entries:
The Originality Taste

You can't see the beauty through this human waste,
and you can't feel the peace in the originality taste.
There's tears that will fall, droplets to scorch,
times where the wasted will carry the torch.
I wake up and think dreams are real every day,
and I hope and I pray -
that there's tears that will fall, droplets to scorch,
times where the wasted will carry the torch -
but for all the right reasons, that no one can see.
I pray this for all since there's no originality.
We need more in life than wh-r-es and transvestites,
and more than the cruelty that fills our delights.
For, you can't see the beauty through this human waste,
but maybe with some changes we can give originality a taste.

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A cosmic force that rules the galaxies

You've always been the one who believed
You're the cosmic force that rules the galaxies
And as a powerful imperator of the world
You changed yourself with a violent sword

Replaced the moon and the stars with candles
Replaced the heart with old rose petals
Having feelings thrown away as unneeded
And your sun turned off coz it was bleeding

You realize your galaxy has empty
And that you were just tempted
To believe in your cosmic force,
But you can't even straighten out the life of yours

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Trading Off Between My Open Hand and Swinging Fists

This just doesn't come naturally to me anymore,
But you're right, nothing about this ever was.
The beginning was just a facade to be broken
And the end taught my heart a lesson unneeded.

With a fist full of change and absolutely no sense,
Walking in circles would have meant more to me
Than anything you ever did or said, just simply because
You never really cared about anyone but yourself.

So I'll leave it be and pretend like nothings changed,
Because other than an underlying want of something,
I always knew that you were just a lie telling the truth
And amid it all; you somehow believe your own bad advice.

Trading off between my open hand and swinging fists,
I struggle to leave with stinging words in my bag and
Fight still left in me to prove that you were always wrong,
But with a head as big as yours, it will take only her to show you.

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Almost Immortal

I wanna stay home for the end of the world,
Draped in darkness,
Embracing the sky,
Or perhaps in the arms of my lover,
The moon and stars replaced by candles.

I shall wish for a smile,
Embracing my final breath,
Content to let go,
Surrounded by warmth,
Knowing I gave everything I had.

This moment,
This place,
But a second in time,
My heart,
But a faint whisper.

Death will never take all of me,
Beads of memory,
Shared strands of emotion,
Both bind me here,
To those I touch.
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Empathetic Requiem

Lightings weave translucent embrace
of ghostlike figures mantled with raindrops
embedded into silent night's mechanism,
gliding towards the facets of melting dawns.

-Whisper it to me, your solemn requiem-
she murmured self-created elegy,
ardent words sealed within wounded heart
that dripped over already moistened street.

"Your dream vacation is my hostage refuge"
silently he repeated her thought's cadence,
rhythmic secrets of ragged yesterdays.
"You're the cosmic force that rules the galaxies".

Tired minds spill confessions within purgatory,
vacant, arcane words of neglectful misanthropy;
bloodshot eyes absorb obscure magnificence,
intricate endowments of demonic synthesis.

"I wanna stay at home for the end of the world"

"Replaced the moon and the stars with candles"

"Your dream vacation is my hostage refuge"
and
"Replaced the moon and stars for candles"
for me please.

Can I please have C & K.

Not sure how I'm going to do this, but I like a challenge so I'll give it a go. :]

May I please reserve:
"I wanna stay at home for the end of the world"
and
"I wake up and think dreams are real."

Thanks!

Reserved

-except Paralyzed- you need at least two lines.

G and D please. (:

The Originality Taste

You can't see the beauty through this human waste,
and you can't feel the peace in the originality taste.
There's tears that will fall, droplets to scorch,
times where the wasted will carry the torch.
I wake up and think dreams are real every day,
and I hope and I pray -
that there's tears that will fall, droplets to scorch,
times where the wasted will carry the torch -
but for all the right reasons, that no one can see.
I pray this for all since there's no originality.
We need more in life than wh-r-es and transvestites,
and more than the cruelty that fills our delights.
For, you can't see the beauty through this human waste,
but maybe with some changes we can give originality a taste.

A and B please :)

Reserved, and thank you for already getting one in!

H please

Bryannnn.. please read the rules. it says you have to use 2 or 3 lines! so please reserve another or i cant reserve you, or paralyzed for that matter.

xx:Lauren

Haha very creative.

too bad I hate writing poems under pressure.

and you wouldnt pick me anyway, cuz u hate my styles, yo.

I don't NOT Like your styles, and you're going to get this thread locked. don't post if you have nothing important to say!

UPDATE:: Ok so since a few people dont seem to understand what i mean by 2-3 lines per poem!::

You must incorporate two or three lines i have listen above into one poem. If you use two, both have to be in the poem, and one can act as the title if you desire it to be so. if you use three, all can be in the poem and one can be the title, or you can use two within the poem, and have one as your title.
This isn't a titled contest, so Frankly Scarlet, i couldnt care less what your titles are.

I would like to reserve F, too.

Thanks :)

B and j please :)

A cosmic force that rules the galaxies

You've always been the one who believed
You're the cosmic force that rules the galaxies
And as a powerful imperator of the world
You changed yourself with a violent sword

Replaced the moon and the stars with candles
Replaced the heart with old rose petals
Having feelings thrown away as unneeded
And your sun turned off coz it was bleeding

You realize your galaxy has empty
And that you were just tempted
To believe in your cosmic force,
But you can't even straighten out the life of yours

Never mind

Above are reserved. =]

And Lizaveta, would you please edit the post so the squares aren't there?

It will just make it easier for when i judge them.

Thanks.

<<Lauren>>

Trading Off Between My Open Hand and Swinging Fists

This just doesn't come naturally to me anymore,
But you're right, nothing about this ever was.
The beginning was just a facade to be broken
And the end taught my heart a lesson unneeded.

With a fist full of change and absolutely no sense,
Walking in circles would have meant more to me
Than anything you ever did or said, just simply because
You never really cared about anyone but yourself.

So I'll leave it be and pretend like nothings changed,
Because other than an underlying want of something,
I always knew that you were just a lie telling the truth
And amid it all; you somehow believe your own bad advice.

Trading off between my open hand and swinging fists,
I struggle to leave with stinging words in my bag and
Fight still left in me to prove that you were always wrong,
But with a head as big as yours, it will take only her to show you.

Almost Immortal

I wanna stay home for the end of the world,
Draped in darkness,
Embracing the sky,
Or perhaps in the arms of my lover,
The moon and stars replaced by candles.

I shall wish for a smile,
Embracing my final breath,
Content to let go,
Surrounded by warmth,
Knowing I gave everything I had.

This moment,
This place,
But a second in time,
My heart,
But a faint whisper.

Death will never take all of me,
Beads of memory,
Shared strands of emotion,
Both bind me here,
To those I touch.

I would like:
Replaced the moon and stars with candles.
You're the cosmic force that the galaxies

Goodbye, my almost lover

You're the cosmic force that rules the galaxies
You're my everything
and my everywhere
the moon, the stars
and even god above
You sent my world spinning
when you went and
replaced the moon and stars with candles
and showed me that even fairy tales
have endings!
By simply whispering,
"Goodbye, my almost lover"

Robin - i am sorry, but the second line you have chosen has already been reserved the maximum amount of times.

You are welcome to write a new poem, but i am sorry i cannot take your current entry

=]

Opps didn't see that eariler

Think I'll sat this one out

It's okay Robin Miller. Just let me know if you'd like to re-enter.

UPDATE:

Approximately 9 Spots Left!
Reserve if you will!

I would like to unreserve A, I just can't incorporate it into poem.

Empathetic Requiem

Lightings weave translucent embrace
of ghostlike figures mantled with raindrops
embedded into silent night's mechanism,
gliding towards the facets of melting dawns.

-Whisper it to me, your solemn requiem-
she murmured self-created elegy,
ardent words sealed within wounded heart
that dripped over already moistened street.

"Your dream vacation is my hostage refuge"
silently he repeated her thought's cadence,
rhythmic secrets of ragged yesterdays.
"You're the cosmic force that rules the galaxies".

Tired minds spill confessions within purgatory,
vacant, arcane words of neglectful misanthropy;
bloodshot eyes absorb obscure magnificence,
intricate endowments of demonic synthesis.

Just a little reminder that all poems are due by the end of today, which means tomorrow for /me/.
[That way those of you in like California aren't jipped]

So tomorrow morning, when i wake up this contest will be closed. Please submit your poems, and even if you haven't reserved, you may still enter.

xx:Lauren

Contest Closed.

Judging and Results to Follow Soon.