****Musicality's Poetry Contest #2****

Sunrise

When the deep, and solitary dark of the night,
Begins to ebb, and slowly give way to the light,
Natures rarest colors for one hour glisten bright,
All 'cept gold, for it is hardest for nature to hold.
The hot pinks, and bright reds of a dazzling hue,
Meshed with yellow, form a lovely color, 'tis true,
Yet still, even that amazing color faceted through,
Can't begin to hold a candle, to a second of gold.

Succumbing To Darkness

Heart seething in anguish, and unconscionable pain,
Tears thundering down diligently, like savage rain.
Blood-and-guts anger, consuming the lax spirit within,
Vehemently raging, and as unrestrained as mortal sin.
Thoughts as dank and dark, as Satan's heinous soul,
Saturate and overwhelm, claiming ultimate control.
Eyes that irradiate vividly, the realm of the surreal,
Pierce and penetrate the world, with looks that kill.
Emotionally wrought hatred, of apocalyptic proportions,
Fester in a macabre web, woven into putrid contortions.
Insipid misfortune, and unwarranted deaths abound life,
Devoid of prudence, the darkness claims me as it's wife.

Empathogen:

I sometimes find myself
struggling to find the difference
between the dying and the dead.
wondering:
should i extend myself
through the distance
and lend a compassionate
hand, whether it's
well-received
or even recieved
at all?

it's hard to know
whether you're playing with fire
or sifting through ash
when your appendage
of emotion
has already been charred and
scarred
past the point of healing,
and for that matter,
barred from any sense
of feeling
at all.

it's taken quite a while
but
lately i've been pondering,
silently wandering
the line between
the dying and
the dead.
i dont think i'll cross
just yet.
it's taken too many miles
just to become
so close and acquainted
with this
feeling of living-
stripped of any sense of
empathetic commitment
at all.

His warm embrace
(It's about God)

Warm embrace
Sweet face
Shining so bright
A beautiful sight
15 years ago
He told me
I had to go
To somewhere else
I didn't know
I was in tears
Couldn't think of
Being away
For many many years
He cleaned my tears
Put his hand
On my heart
And told me:
I will always
Be here
So near.
And smiled.
A smile I'll
Never forget.
Then I came here
Forgot his face
Throughout the years
But I know he's here
With me
Through thick & thin
I have no fear.
Trying to be my best
Knowing here I'm just a guest
Missing his
Warm embrace
Sweet face
Shining so bright
A beautiful sight

The Elegy of the Lovers
by HansRik

I cannot say in words how much I've loved
For words help not t'express the lover's wish.
Canst thou not see the pain of being unloved?
Or more the languid dolence we anguish?

Now I have lost yon opportunity,
The fire of love has burned this heart of mine
Crying, waning, yonder atrocities
Committed for love, for this thought of thine.

But I shall make myself an oak that stands
Upon thy doors and howls thy name fore'er.
And nevermore this pain will understand,
The love I have for thee, my dear girl.

The hills that sing and dream about thy love
Think not that they shall be eroded, yea,
The willows chant their elegy forgone,
And rot in fetid, rancid ideals.

And walkest thou in vainest thoughts and lies,
Laughing at the trees and hills that, for you, died.
Waiting for mine heart to expire its last sighs.

How beautiful thou seem'st outside,
The sun is but a phantom by thy side.

But nay!

Thy soul is cruel and cold, like the darkest night.

(C)Copyright 2005
(Hans Rik- nom de plume)

Something Missing
By Sarah

She smiles a fake smile
Thinking nobody will see through
All the pain she feels
She has lots of friends
She is a great student
She has a supportive family
And a loving boyfriend
But still inside she is hurting
Crying for no reason
Not being able to eat
She stares out her window
Thinking she has everything she ever wanted
But she feels as though
Something is still missing
She tries to be happy
But something keeps dragging her down
Will she ever just be happy

Okay...I'll give this my best shot (or one of them, lol) But I don't think I can compete with the competition. :)
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Masquerade

He speaks, his words sting
Like burning coals,
His voice rattles my security
And scares my soul.
Even though he's tall, when
He speaks, he grows
And I'm paralyzed; I can neither
Stay or go.

"Weaken
When I command.
Perform
My every demand.
I rule
Because I can.
Your demise
Is my plan."

I can't give up
Another life
To the monster who
Now holds the knife
That soon will plunge
Into my back
For this kind of death, he has
A certain knack.

And I yell out,
"I won't obey!"
The Might thunders back,
"That's okay!"
He knows I've yet to live
Through today.
For him, my extermination
Is child's play.

He cackles like a witch
On Halloween,
But behind his mask, not a
Thing can be seen.
It stands to remind, things
Aren't what they seem,
And I pray to wake
From this dream.

And I watch
In disbelief
As he reveals
What is beneath
The surface
We stand upon
In horror I realize
I was wrong.

"You weakened when I told,
You found out you weren't so bold.
I ruled that you must die,
I gladly watched as you obliged."

I write this for you

I write this for you
I want you to read
The last passage I bestow you
I want you to see

Everything is falling, I feel upside down
To make it worse I feel I am losing all my ground
I cannot change myself
But I know to this day

I shall turn around
And watch the younger play
They don't know about school
About work, about pain
All they do is shout and play

One day I will go back to that innocent age
The day when God will let me stay

You see my shield-
Of smiles I have wield.
You assume I'm fine,
Little do you realize I want to resign.

You see me laugh, as if I'm great,
But I would KILL to go on a date.
I would DIE to be happy again,
You're probably thinking, "go ahead then".

I would, but then I think of you,
I love you, even if you make me feel see-through.
Yes, I love you, even when you make me cry,
Because of you, I refuse to die.

If I died, I'd never get to see your face,
That has made me continue this race.
I'd never get to touch your hand,
I'd never get to stare at where you stand.

I know that you'll NEVER love me,
Us together, will never be Daddy and Mommy.
You and I will never be more than "just friends",
And I'll only dream of us getting together over the weekends.

This shield has scared you off,
You think I'm a retard, a goof-off.
But I don't want other to know the real me,
I'm afraid they will set me free.

They can't handle what I go through,
And I swear, neither can you,
Not even my counselor can, she says I got it tough,
Well, it's not my fault my heart if rough.

Someday, you'll see that I am a mess,
But, I am under a LOT of stress.
I know you wish I would just hurry and die,
And someday I might, when you run my eyes dry.

~*Who Cares?*~

Have you ever lost a loved one
Said goobye instead of goodnight?
Have you looked into their eyes
To find that love was no longer alite?

Have you ever loved so dearly
That you could not live without
Only to be left alone,
Left feeling empty, and with doubt.

Have you ever feared the worst
But hoped for the best
Only to be let down entirely
Shutdown and put to rest.

Have you watched the one person
Whom you loved and adored
The only one you trusted
In the whole wide world

Betray your trust and love
Leave you broken hearted
Tear down everything you've ever known
And so gracefully, parted.

Well thanks to you my love
I have been through all of these
You've tooken my whole life with you
Yet to my heart you hold The keys

I don't know why,
And I can't explain it
But my love for you
Is infinate

Not my favourite, but I thought I'd give it a try just for the heck of it - I love these competitions, they're always so fun, especially when I see work like the ones above. You guys are awesome!!! Good luck to all! :)

Hate of Love or Love of Hate

She took the knife, so quiet, so smooth,
From the kitchen chest,
She knelt upon the floor so cold,
And held it to her breast.

She uttered in a quiet voice,
Just before her death,
“This is where my pain will end”,
And took her final breath,

Still kneeling down upon the floor,
She looked up to the sky,
To where she thought her god still lay,
She screamed out loud “But Why?”

Love of hate, or hate of love,
It doesn’t matter now,
For those who taught her hate and pain,
She’ll revenge somehow.

On that floor her body laid,
In a pool of blood,
Never to be found again,
By a single black rose bud.

LauraXxX

i hope its b4 december 8th cuz thats my bday n i wun get 2 c till dec. 9th then:(