Good Writing! Contest #1

The RULES are as follows:

1. You must be the author of the poem
2. You may only submit up to two poems per poet
3. I will be the judge, only
4. Deadline: Nov. 11th 2005
5. No slang, violence or erotic/profanity

º I will judge originality generously(keep in mind)
-The poem may be about anything at all, but hopefully be original in subject...
That's all, and I sincerely hope that you all have fun!

Good Writing!
beth

Please Hold Me Tight

Please hold me tight,
Don't ask questions,
Just do what's right.

Please hold me tight,
I'm very scared inside,
And, in depth of fright.

Please hold me tight,
When I feel like hurting myself,
And, cannot see the light.

Please hold me tight,
Tell me you love me,
And, tell me I'll be alright

Don't Think I'm Not Listening

Having little hope to gain
Feeling very depressed,
Thinking the world is lame.

When feeling this way,
I feel like I need to cut,
My life I only have away.

I need someone to listen, a friend,
Someone they say,
They will be there till the end.

Later I find out,
They aren't,
Which makes me have doubt.

Rejected in many ways,
I feel very hurt,
And, my life is going astray.

I only wanted to find love and peace.
I never wanted to cut,
And, now I feel like I have a disease.

I don't know what wrong with me,
I am doing my best, just like everyone else.
I wish they'd appreciate it, and see....

Nothing I say is good enough
I try to talk to them,
Only if I could just feel a little love.

If only they would care,
Or just even listen,
When I need them to be there.

I don't need to be hurt in many ways,
I don't need to be judged,
From all the hurtful words you say.

I wish you'd realize someday,
That I am doing my best,
And, I'm dreading the day; today.

Again, I feel depressed
Rejected and hurt,
And, I'm doing my best.

I don't want you,
To tell me I'm bossy,
Or what to do.

I want you show me for who I am,
That you love me,
And, not act like you don't give a damn.

I hear every word you say,
So; again, don't think I'm not listening.
It hurts me in everyway.

I cry every night,
I feel insecure,
Needing a night light.

I have been hurt in many ways,
From being molested and raped,
So; please think before what you say.

The man told me I was beautiful,
If only words meant the truth,
Those words hurt and don't sooth.

Now, I know he was only trying to manipulating me,
Scared, afraid, confused, hurt,
Only at age 9, I didn't understand what it could be.

It happened for three years,
That I will have memories of,
Those moments, I cry tears.

I feel very depressed.
Again, don't be mad at me,
I'm doing my best.

If only you could have been there,
If only you could have saw, the pain,
If only you could be there to care.

Now, you know the truth,
That what people say,
Cannot always sooth.

Sometimes people lie,
And, while others hurt,
People just want to die.

I cry myself to sleep,
While feeling depressed,
And, wanting to cut deep.

I don't need to be hurt in many ways,
I don't need to be judged,
From all the hurtful words you say.

I hear every word you say,
So; again, don't think I'm not listening.
It hurts me in everyway.

Next time, mean what you say,
Think before you act,
It can hurt someone is someway.

Silent tears fall like black crystals
Rushing from the depths of polar eyes
Blood of deep purple glistens in puddles
Caused by the sorrows of navy skys

Shadow's desire to pull us down,
Consuming all noise that befalls.
A young maiden lies cold in frown,
Buried in Silence as the wolf calls...

The Reflecting of knives burn within;
Peircing a soul that will never rest.
Agony and strife forced her to give in
She says she's sorry, she shall'nt pass this test...

The demons now seek for purness,
She was not enough to please,
Hysterical laughter fills the darkness,
And will never think to seize.

Clock ticks by, far too slowly:
The waiting are restless for fear.
As the fiery angels hover cruelly
Awaiting to prowl the earth by spear

Cumbersome innocence is they're target,
With the crows by their side
Maybe occasionaly a dark poet;
Writing with far too much pride.

The Vile Of My Heart
by †Anthony†

I wait for you to turn around,
A wait that lasts a thousand years.
What keeps you from coming to me?
Could it be your silly fears?

The world around us changes,
As you slowly walk away.
I guess I'm the dumb one,
Who still waits everyday.

I wished to pour my heart,
Into a vile for you to wear.
I did it and it worked,
But you couldn't get it, you weren't there.

I've carried your emotions,
On my back with my own,
But now I have to drop them,
Cause I can't do this all alone.

The times you said you loved me,
Were all just one big lie.
As you keep on walking,
It makes me want to die.

You sent back one of your minions,
To make your exit just complete.
He took the vile of my heart,
And smashed it at my feet.

"Cross Country Practice"

I run, pressing on, racing and pacing-
Stumbling, leaden-legged and breathless-
Pastoral scenes steal my sight
From the steep, uneven path.
My eyes turn, seeking the comfort
Of the sylvan dreams of our fathers
I stagger and falter- victim to Sentiment's wrath.

Pulling away, farther from ancestral aims,
Ascending this hill-
The rock, my base, my bane-
Mind plunges on, body loses will.
Pain, real or imagined, pummels these wings
And I must force my thoughts to other things.

I crown this King of Obstacles
And sit on the royal crest,
Surveying all the monarch overlooks,
And wonder that my humble frame
This great height did so quickly claim.
I have conquered you, Great King,
But weep not, for I come to your throne
Only to ask that I may now return
Home.

Fleeing, flying, flourishing-
I descend the true and holy stronghold-
Away from the gold of the sun's treasury-
And return to the earth, the soil, now dirt-
And in so doing count myself to be quite bold.

"Universal Tongues"

Torn, folded, faded.
Austere dress, unsmiling face,
Sad eyes.
She calls from the photograph,
Pleading for her freedom.
I am a century away.

Shattered, collapsed, smothered.
Loving heart, lofty aspirations,
Undaunted youth.
He reached a step too far;
We all fall down sometimes.
I wish I had caught him.

Pierced, broken, evanesced.
Visionary plan, welcoming arms,
Faithful walk.
In the silence of the sanctuary,
The blood fell; ashes to ashes.
Love, hate, despair- universal tongues.

Diluted, shaken, depressed.
Hard war, artistic soul,
Hidden love.
Fear drives us all; Fear is a terrible master;
Push away the ones you love
Because the loss would be too much.
A whisper reaches my ear, "I love you."

For the past fifteen years...

For the past fifteen years,
My life has never been great,
I cried a thousand tears,
But still have nothing to create.

For the past fifteen years,
My life was nothing but dull,
I hide all of my fears,
So that you won't be able to tell.

For the past fifteen years,
I've lead a terrible life,
But no one ever cares,
As I cut myself till death.

For the past fifteen years,
I've done many wrongs,
As I strain my ears,
I listen to my own sad song.

For the past fifteen years,
I have said many lies,
But no one ever knows,
That I've been trying to be nice.

For the past fifteen years,
I had never been a saint,
And no one ever hears,
So I think I'm going insane.

Thought of YOU Again
by ~Łost ₣airy~

As I close my eyes and tried to sleep last night,
The image of yours keeps lingering in my head,
I recall those moments we spent together,
Staying after school, just to talk to each other.

It burns my cheek when the tears fall from my eyes,
As I wonder if you ever thought of me,
It seems to me that you don't care,
All you ever wanted is to be with my best friend.

I think my biggest mistake I made so far,
Is I love you the same way you love her,
I've seen you suffer because of her,
And I do not wish to suffer because of you!

Before you found out the truth about me,
That the guy I love is actually you,
You once told me that you don't want me to get hurt,
But why is it you are the one who keeps hurting me.

We were never together, and I know we will never be,
I accept this fact, all I want was to have our friendship back,
It doesn't hurt me that the one you love is her not me,
It hurts me that you just can't seem to care about me.

My friends keep telling me that you are not worth it,
And deep down I know I should have let go,
But how can I, when you are still holding on,
On a love that can't possibly be obtained.

© 2005 Fairies Collection

Thankful

Time for a change, my voice implied
As my bleak words reached suicide
The needle was tolerant I felt no pain
But my ruthless tears they fell like rain

My consciousness fading from all of the strain
Of broken hearts, wounds and your deathly cocaine
To smile with meanings my only wish
From dusk till dawn Ive been drunk on your kiss

Tell me are you ashamed of what Ive become?
Still now I'm stagnant you known youve won
I'm dead to this battle, I'm Fortunate to lose
Rather than partake in a love I cant chose

So I'm falling asleep, and I doubt Ill wake
Dignities lacking, But for you Ill fake
Ill say my goodbyes in a gratified tone
And be thankful now, that im on my own

By emily parsons

Keep your head up

Ever hear anyone
Say keep your head up?
You know why?
If you don't, I'll tell you...

See all those people crying
Over there in the dark?
They want you to keep your head up
So tears won't fall down

See all the people happy
Glad to have freedom?
They want you to keep your head up
To maintain that pride.

See your friends,yelling out?
They care about you
They know keeping your head up
Will guide you in what you do

So keep your head up
So the sun can shine
So dark won't shadow you
So you will be fine
Tears won't run down
Pride will loosen up
And don't forget...
Keep your head up!

If I Give Myself To You By:ItalianStallion

If I give myself to you
will you cherish what I say and do
will you suffer my tears
and all my darkest moods
can I trust you to be true
If I give myself to you

If I lay my body in your bed
will you promise me you'll never forget
when the bed is broken
and the words have all been said
will you love through and through
If I give myself to you

If I show you all of me
will you turn away
If you see me start to bleed
theres nothing in this world
that I would rather be
than naked here before you

If I leave my heart in your hands
will you let me stand where I will stand
will I lose my power
when I fall to love some girl
like so many of us do
If I give myself to you

If I show you all of me
will you turn away
If you see me start to bleed
theres nothing in this world
that I would rather be
than naked here before you

If I leave my heart in your hands
will you let me stand where I will stand
will you feel the power
will you love me as I am
will you feel the way I do
If I give myself to you

~This is a song I wrote~

Off I Go By:ItalianStallion

I have to go
to a land far off
I'll be flying from up above
it'll be tough
but I think I can handle

up up way I go
flying to death ahead
over there to Iraq I go
flying to death row ahead

it'll be tough
but I think I can handle
there's no beach
not even my sandals
but once again, I think I can handle

^That poem sounds nice
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Hold on to what you have

Never let go of those innocent gazes
Or forget the rare smiles on people's faces
Or dream of something that's already real
Or break the ice with a hardcore lie

Don't straighten the curls
Or forever wear contact lenses
Or decide to cover up yourself

If something's misplaced, let it be that way
One day I know it will help

Remember everyone
Your friends,your foes
Try to smile
Don't cry
Don't be hurt by faded woes

Kiss the honey glazed moon
Which wanders 'cross the sky
Singing babie's lullabies
And saying goodnight

Don't let go of what you have
No matter how big or how small
Keep it in your heart
So that you'll never truly fall

If you love someone
And don't want to leave
Then stay the same
What's the hurry?

If you have friends
Don't lose them
Friendship never ends
And is by far the longest

If you want something, make sure you need it
So that greed will not secrete it
And hold on to it all
So that you'll never fall

Pretend (Acrostic)
By: Amanda Bee

Just hold me close in your arms for this one exquisite night
Until we can see the beaming of the sun’s glowing light
Seduce me with your eyes as we begin our lover’s game
Touch my body and caress me as you call out my name

Pretend that it’s only me that your untamed heart desires
Romance me with hot kisses, ignite my tempestuous fires
Enter my sultry softness as I nibble on your ear
Tell me those sweet lies that I need so desperately to hear
Even with the knowledge that I’ll never have you for myself
Now just pretend that it’s me, only me and no one else
Delude me with delight, if only for this one exquisite night

*ACROSTIC

A verse in which certain letters such as the first in each line form a word or a message.

Hung Mute And Tongue-Tied.

To serenade the silence,
The organ starts to play,
A congregation full of mourners,
Not religious but they still pray,
Bewildered eyes now focus on me,
As my body's led away,
Constant pain and isolation,
I couldn't face each day.

Depressive dreamers like me,
Look to suicide,
As a final solution,
Just another place to hide,
When everything seems hopeless,
Theres nothing left inside,
Expressive actions sum me up,
Hung mute and tongue-tied.

When everything's forgotten,
And generations pass me by,
Will the children ask about me?
While ashamed relations lie?
Such tragic misperceptions,
A pathetic way to die,
Blame three people for my death,
They're me, myself and I.

The homeless man

A homeless man sleeps on a park bench in the city
People stare in disgust as they walk past his bed
He just lays, no obligations, till the sun wakes him up
He grabs his pain soother when the morning air spreads

You think he would grab a paper bag
Or a pill for his qualms
But this man reaches for his Bible
And opens it to psalms

He reads his favorite bible verse
Out loud, no matter who hears his story
“weeping may remain for a night,
but rejoicing comes in the morning”

While sitting there, a man walks by
His linen tie an obvious symbol of class
They make eye contact for a moment
“I don’t have any money for a worthless lazyass”

With a smile on his face
And a tear in his heart
He takes up his one belonging
And ignores the rude remark

You wonder what a homeless man does
Most sit and beg to empty ears
Not this man, he has set a goal
And heads off to the place he holds dear

His scruffy beard, and grease ridden hair
Make him the center of attention
But he walks with his head held up high
Only he knows of his own dimensions

He gets to his sanctuary of solitude
A homeless shelter for the needy
But he isn’t there to eat or drink
For him, that would be too greedy

He volunteers, gives his helping hand
For there are many more in worse health
He’s satisfied with the little pay he receives
His heart is already full of wealth

He works there all day
Leaves as happy as he came
For he knows he’s done his part
For him, the Lord would acclaim

At night, his troubles come in full bloom
He has no home to keep
So he wonders aimlessly around
Until he finally finds a place to sleep

No wife, no kids
No family, no friends
They all left him for dead
he’ll be alone till the end

"You must lose everything you love
To understand the value of life"
So he’s on his knees every night
Thanking the Lord, despite his strife

Outside a bunch of big business buildings
He finds an alleyway tonight
His eyes are full of tears
As he grips his Bible tight

A door opens beside him
The same man from the park emerges from the light
He looks at the homeless man, not knowing what to say
But now he realizes this man’s fight

Dumbfounded and helpless, he walked away
Staggered out of sight to his car
Thinking of that poor homeless man
Who sits wishing upon the stars

Burdened by his selfishness
That rich man is out for himself
He reeks of sin, and shamefulness
Not one person has he helped

He’s blinded, even though he sees
He’s not looking in the right place
He has less than the poor man
And all he has left is his faith

Overtaken by guilt, he turns his head
Goes back to try to ease the man’s cries
But that sweet, homeless man
Had already laid down to die

With a smile on his face
Looking up at the heavens
His Bible still open
On page 337

“the righteous cry out
the lord hears their prayers
and delivers them from troubles
and from all despair”

The rich man took the Bible
Read every verse on that page
Left motionless and stunned
With one thing left to say

When the sky takes you up
And you finally see His face
I’ll make sure I speak of your name
So all can learn from your grace

You ask how I know
Of these men that I speak of
That rich man was me
To the homeless man, I owe everything

^I like that poem too

Foolish

Keep your hand upon the gun
You're the only one
Who can pull this trigger
Now, go figure
That the gun's against your head
Once again it's said
Your only enemy's yourself
You're bad for your own health
Yet you take another breath
One step closer to your death
You say another word
Can you guarantee it's heard
By the others in this "world"
This hell hate has unfurled
So clever with your wit
But I'm so sick of it
Nothing is meaningful that you say
You say it anyway

I want to pull away the gun
Keep you from being another one
Of those fools that throws life away
Suicide is not a word of play
But it's the word of choice for what you do
And what you're doing with me & you.
If you're going to die, do it now
Before I can stop you somehow
You're life is slowly coming to a halt
But it's faster than I can shout
You know I love you, but now I can't see you live
You're only a fool with nothing left to give
You pull the trigger, and hit the floor
Not an angel in my eyes anymore.
I'll rest in peace because you are dead.
Upon your broken body, I lay my head.
Nothing fixed, but something gained
All because of the day it rained.

Whats the outcome? It's the 13th, This ended the 11th

Patience is a virtue. ;)

Life isn't fair Mommy

Sitting here
Screaming inside
Trying to find a way to escape
Waiting for a light to shine through
Something..Someone..to tell her everything will be ok...
What if no one comes?
Will she make it through the day?
She sits in this dark room
With a knife in her hand
Ready to take her life away
Ready to leave this madness
Leave all her sadness behind
The time has come
No one is here
It's time for her to face her fear
She lifts the knife
Slit's her wrist
Knowing that she won't be missed
Blood starts flowing
Her face begins glowing
Death she's face's head on
Hoping that it will help her move on
Lifeless she is on the floor
The door creaks upon
Walks in a little girl
Mommy she's whispers
Are you okay?
Mommy talk to me
Tell me you all right
The girl notices a note on the door
Reads it quickley then falls on the floor
Mommy how could you do this to me?
Leave me all alone...
Who is gonna be there now that you're gone
I'm sorry mommy that you thought I didn't care....
I guess....life just isn't fair....

You Destroyed my life

I cry every night
I live in fright
What if he comes in my room again
I can't act like this is pretend
He hurt me so bad
It seems as though I can never be glad
He took my life away
Now I have to live in grief everyday
I was only fourteen
How could you be so mean
You raped me
Are you happy
That you did this to me?
I feel as though I can't anymore
You destroyed my life hardcore
I hope you know what you have done
How could this be fun?
You sick minded freak
Thanks to you i can barely speak
I only have one choice to heal the pain
The pain that hurts so much that I can't even explain
Well good-bye mom
Good-bye dad
Good-bye sis
Please don't be sad
This is for the better
That is why I'm writing you this letter
Every word of this feeling is true
All I can say now is that...
I love you

Why the heck are people posting AFTER THE CONTEST IS CLOSED...

Oh yeah...forgot my patience for a second.

Calm down! Why do you care when I posted my poems...Yes, you did forget you patience...but i doubt you have any!

I'm sorry.

What a pathetic little ad hominem that was.

#1: The Homeless Man
#2: Hold on to what you have
#3: Cross Country Practice
#4: Off I Go

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Thank you all for being patient.
Remember that I chose what to me were the most original.

A special mention goes to ItalianStallion, I wish you the very best in Iraq, and hope you get home safe.

Good Writing everyone!
beth