contest

hey all im having my second contest. i am looking for poems about 'creatures of the night' that phrase can be taken as however you like.

contest is over at 15 poems.

prizes:

1st: 7 detailed comments on that poems of your choise (post them after i have announced)

2nd: 4 detailed comments

3rd: 3 detailed comments.

good luck to everyone

The Different Struggles with Depression

I am that girl you see in class
The girl who hides behind her books
Who always works in the corner.
They all judge her by her looks.

I'm that girl who sits alone at lunch.
No one will dare sit by me.
I'm trying so hard to be accpeted.
Why can't they see?

I'm that girl who gets teased.
Because of her glasses and braces
She hates when they point and stare
She can't handle their cruel faces.

I'm that girl who comes home.
And blasts her music loud.
Her parents are fighting about her.
She just wants to make them proud.

I'm that girl who made one mistake.
And wound up pregnant at 16.
She was well liked at school.
But at school she didnt want to be seen.

I'm that girl who writes about pain.
She feels every corner has been blocked.
And there is no escape from life.
She softly sobs at night with her door locked.

I'm that girl who's lost hope in her dad.
He drinks and smokes every night.
He will never admit to his problems.
All I can do is pray with all my might.

I'm that girl who lost her mother.
To something she couldn't control.
But soon her mom was getting ill.
The cancer had taken it's toll.

I'm that girl who cuts herself.
She can't deal with her pain.
Her scars run deep inside.
She has nothing to gain.

I'm that girl who couldn't stand the fighting.
Her parents yelling in her face.
Telling her she's not good enough.
She's fallen so far from grace.

I'm that girl who's parent's split up
She knew they had drifted from the start.
Never did she know that her whole life,
would be soon torn apart.

I'm a girl who has her battles.
Fighting her deep depression.
She's trying to fake her smile.
She's trying to make a good impression.

--emotionless19.*

Aegrisomnia (a sick man's dream)

Loads of rhymes traveling in the speed of light.
Limitless inquiries tending to block the insight.
Multicolored emotions staring back thru a looking glass.
Caffeine and nicotine, ever present in the class.

Two voices conversing yet sharing a single mouth.
Tentacles knotted on a crossroad, North, East, West or South?
Crimes and piggyback rides with Hannah, my stringed altar.
Paintings or broken images of hope and many visits to a star.

The wheel of life revolves on it's axis though not constant.
Perennial communion with The Deity brings lunar guidance.
Keen observance on entities, looking beyond what eyes can see.
Baffling mysteries surrounding life, death, rebirth and me.

Au grand serieux*,
What I want is a view,
Land of a different hue,
Where dreamers, me and you,
No longer called children of the blues.

*In all seriousness

In the eyes of a murderer
by Tabby

Of all the places he has seen and been
Of all the murders and stories
That come from the places he has sin

The nightmares people get when they remember his face
The eyes of a murder with an evil grin
Who kills the people he meets without leaving a trace

In the eyes of a murder everyone is a victim
His sweet desire for the kill
The taste of there blood is heaven to him

To hear the screams from their innocent lips
When he pulls them in the shadows
Whispers his threats while his pocket knife flips

He loves the look in their eyes
When they see the blade
As if though its some big surprise

His dark thoughts will always stay
He has no pity or feelings at all
In the eyes of a murderer everyones prey..........

The Air Is Cut
by Tony

Sparks dance while these wires intertwine
Cryptic reservoir of intangible phrases
Scrambled delusive data conglomeration
And up to our necks in useless information
Data received and sent by unintelligible informers
So do they disentangle yeilding manners?
They discern the validity in these books
They comprehend human disposition (this is our future)
Why must the digits enshroud our lives
Cryptic reservoir of intangible phrases
Scrambled delusive data conglomeration
And up to our necks in oppressive numbers
Inefficacious authenticity
Leading up to the leader board
Keeping score
Black cloud, electric wave transformers
This is our future baby
Inner-combinations and mock motivations
Computer screens and neon light
Letting go from this tenth story window
Picture frame self murder
Cryptic reservoir of intangible phrases
Scrambled delusive data conglomeration
And up to my end in digits
Inefficacious authenticity
Another meangingless life narration
Leading up to the leader board
Keeping score
This is our future baby
And I'm losing it

Altrustic Ambiguity

Sheltered from the evils beyond
Ambivalent about their mortality
their destinies ameliorated
their sole life to serve a statue-like authority
Lucid…
Their gullibility is
Amoral…
Their true hearts are
Pious and wise some would call them
Are they?
Some would call them ‘fools’
is that true?
I know what you are thinking?
They are probably a cult,
foolishly following and believing in an unknown presence,
that cannot see, smell, touch or hear them
distrust and despair is all this sham will bring them:
Is that what you think?
If I told you that they help many need worthy people
would that change your mind?
If I told you that their code is to bring happiness to themselves as well as others,
selflessly wasting their mortality, helping those who truly need happiness.
Would that change your mind?
Amity and Piety is what they are
And aiming for
all in a name of a statue
all in the name of their God
Can they not have the decency to do that?
You are probably thinking!
What would I call them?
I would call them Human Beings
nothing more—
nothing less.

Darkness Has Become Me
by West

A ritual unfolds within these veins.
My blood does boil, my heart is a race.
All memory is reset to not cry.
Upon this night the soul within does die.

Falling to the ground.
My skin is now white.
Whiter than the snow upon the moons light.
My blood goes black as the night screams in fear.
For the end is here, the end is here.

I have such power; no way can I be stopped.
Flying through the air upon the wind.
Evil is not what I am.
Just one of darkness’s original sins.

With this gift I do here embrace.
I will live forever without a single care.
Doing as I please every night.
Then sleeping by day.
I must hide from the light.

The things in my Dreams
by Alyson

Horrid little monster under my bed
Teeth worn sharp and eyes glowing red
Awake at night in the shadows of my room
Filling my dreams with impending doom

Eight legged fiend upon my wall
Building webs along the hall
Creeping around in the dead of night
Filling my dreams with unescapable fright

Blood sucking creature out side my door
Loves the way the red blood pours
Watches me as I sleep alone in the dark
Filling my dreams with a horrible mark

These are the things that haunt my dreams

wow great stuff!!
any more?

Ruby

isn't it wonderful..?

Isn't it wonderful..?
our last winter..
when a story was written
by the sky of heaven...

the rythm of the wind..
bring us to a dream
where our soul and faith
lies within the overflowing stream...

the stars...
like the tears of thousands angels..
flowing and swaying..
unsteady but gentle..
the moon..
like the melodies of our hearts..
so sweet and tender..

isn't it wonderful..?
to walk on each other hands..
in the impeccable place.
where we found our wishing star

isn't it wonderful..?
to be always together..
loving each other..
wherever we are..

Stolen

My name is Elyse
I am 15 years old
Know what happened to me today?
The Devil stole my soul

I am numb to all feeling
Emotion is but a dream
Of all the lost souls out there
He chose to steal from me

Now nothing seems to matter
The world just passes me by
I look in from the outside
Just wishing I would die

No one seems to notice
Or maybe they just dont care
I'd give anything to have it back
This is more than what I can bare

My name is Elyse
I am a mere 15
Now I am finished telling you
About what the devil stole from me

when time touch its destiny........
by:yuniardi

Captivating the sight of your dream...
fabrics of thought lies shattered
treasures mountain, tranquil stream
season of bless slowly weathered...

the glittering sunlight peeps from the sky....
await for your solace touch
cascading the green, green grass
shimmering splendid brought the sense of peace....

trees bow in silence...
within your abundant charm of loveliness
break away the cold spell of winter
put us in a warm consolation...

the gushes of the stream, the gold arbion of water
splashing arround us as raindrops of love....
a simple life that i always fancy
which i hope comes to eternity

but alas...
what a woeful despair
i am simply lack of flair
when this heart strangled of hapinnes
i just unfamiliar with words
althogh in fact, i love you more than world
the word of love seems hidden solemntly with the evening wind
the ordinary thing that i've never seen

stuck in a pile of sand
on just another way of saying goodnight.....
although deep in my heart
just like heaven, i want to hold u tight..

sharing such unbridle life, apart from all turbulence..
such sentimental scenery and the wild night
girl thats all i've been longing
yet i left in silence without saying anything...

sometimes i feel like a silly star
lamenting its ability to twinkle
listening to your wish , and dream, with your special style
but i just end up with smile.....

i just believe that one day
when time touch its destiny..
i could bring you inside my story
our fairy world, enchanted with affinity...

the creature

The Swift shadow,
of all the evils the darkest,
from it's freedom comes it's strength,
from it's speed its power,
gathering new force as it goes,
beginning small,
fragile,
a timorous creature,
but slowly it grows,
as it's power increases,
grows to tower into the sky,
fleet of foot,
swift of wing,
it is a vast,
fearful monster,
at night it gives flight,
preying on those below,
hissing in the dark,
whispering to all,
never giving in to sleep,
forever whispering,
as the sun sneaks over the horizon,
it takes its leave,
returning to the shadows,
hiding from the light,
perches on a rooftop,
striking dread in all around,
dread of when the sun seeps away,
of when the moon returns,
and its flight begins.

Know That You Know Me

How well do you know me?
We met at... where'd you say?
At the party at Cody's?
Back a year and a day?

Let me tell you something,
Remember when I say,
Time defines nothing,
Nothing but age,

To determine the meaning,
Between you and I,
One must read deeper,
Between all of the lines,

You know that you know me,
When between us exists,
Worlds of major inquiries,
That don't leave our lips,

It's hard to fathom what's really there,
It's hard to depict which thought you meant,
But that's what happens when we share,
A common emotion, that can only be sensed,

It's merely a connection,
In a metaphysical sense,
Something that by intuition,
We tend to lean against,

What were you thinking,
What did you mean,
It was intensely misleading,
When you told me your dream,

Was that a message,
Was it a sign,
All of this tension,
Occures in my mind,

But what occures in yours,
Am I going insane,
Are we on different chords,
Or are we the same,

The day that you realize that you know me less,
An entirety more than when we first met,
Is the day that you know that you know me,
Is the day that you know that we're friends,

Thirty Years ... No More

I need to see you
to tell you face to face
That is why I’ve asked you
to join me today in this place

Should we end this now
before it is too late
I can’t go on any longer
for my love has turned to hate

What started out as fun
has easily become
A habit more addictive
and I’m smarter now, not dumb

But how do we end
thirty years of our life
All the times of pleasure
now cut me like a knife

Oh, I hear the little whispers
from others when you’re around
Can’t they see I’m trying
forging ahead, breaking new ground

I’m not welcome at my mother’s
and I know it’s you to blame
You’ve got your talons in me
I’m captured in the flame

You fill my days with hazy smoke
and flow amongst my veins
To part will be a heartache
but I’ll free myself from the chains

Where have all the years gone
just what do I have left
You’ve taken so much from me
another bodily theft

You still invoke urges
though I’ve suffered your abuse
Can I fix the damage
or just declare a truce

My pulse still races
and my heart beats
But until I ban you
I’ll hide beneath the sheets

Your poison is in me
no longer can I control
For you’ve taken me over
mind, body and soul

The evil prevails
in everything you do
It permeates the space
it’s all around you

So why do I cling
onto your silent calls
Where is my strength
to break down the walls

Am I afraid to lose you
and what will take your place
For you’ve been a mighty crutch
but rarely my saving grace

Today we are wiser
then the days of our youth
When you weren’t forbidden
but now you are uncouth

The price I pay to keep you
a hidden part of my life
Doesn’t measure up
it isn’t worth the strife

Damn, I just can’t take it
so I will say adieu
I’ll turn from the mirror
break the cigarette in two

Confessions of a Rapist

My innocence covers sordid lies
Weaved beneath my tainted thoughts
Hurt moulds my memory
The emotion and shame
The delicate tears of unnecessary cries

My motives are unveiled
The need for passion lights my heart
I haven't the coins to pay for a whore
I need this like oxygen
The taste of rejection is stale

She's mine for a while
Not a moment to lose
My ears learn how to drown out her pleas
Replaced with an angels' chorus only I can hear
I won't waste my time with denial

I wasn't born bad
Youth is wasted on the young

I was a child as well
A child who'll rot in hell

ok i think thats it
CONTST CLOSED!!!!

ill judge, but i have a rowing regatta over the weekend, so the reults may take a few days

thanks for all your enterys

ok im back!! now to jugde

ruby

there are some qualitiy poems here! however, i have chosen the ones i belive fit the critera best.

3rd
30 years too long by lost soul 691.
this poem was brillient! the twist at the end was amazing!

2nd
Darkness has become me.
this fitted the criteria well! i loved it

and FIRST place goes to....

the things in my dreams. by Alyson

this poem was perfect for the contest. it was creepy, had great flow, and was juat great!!

well done EVERYONE. i loved all the poems

winners, if you want to emial me and tell me what poems to comment on.

thanks again

Ruby

Thanks Ruby. "Thirty Years No More" holds a lot of different meanings for me and I appreciate the opportunity of being able to share it with everyone through this forum. To others who posted - job well done, I've been enjoying reading some of your other works too. Cheers!

yeah i realised that. sorry.

Ruby