ONE DAY CONTEST!! HURRY!

ok ima have 2 contests goin at the same time! this one is only goin on for one day! so it'll end on thursday, because tuesday is pretti much over. it'll end at noon thursday (california time)

so just put in ur best poem. don't care how old it is, don't care anything. have fun. can have cussing, or anything. i really don't care.

Prizes
1st 5 r/r/c
2nd 4 r/r/c
3rd 3 r/r/c
H/M 1 r/r/c

i will have 2 h/m. so yeah! better hurry b4 its 2 late!

Doubts of Enchantment

By-David Marshall

Before we get too old,
before our lives are sold,
make me understand,
why you held my hand,
and made me feel important,
With a mighty breeze of enchantment,
as the sun blares in my eyes,
Is it doubt that I despise?
Because you I can't trust,
turning frail faith to dust,
I had always dreamed,
For an impossible life it seemed.
Treasuring the momenta charms,
like when I held you in my arms,
No matter what I say or do,
My mind digresses to only you.
I had always wished,
you would love me.
We never even kissed,
you barely even hugged me.
Is there any other man,
who can love you like i can?
Is there any one to love you,
anywhere near as I do?
This isn't just a poem,
It's my true feelings.
I really need to show them,
what true love really means.
I want to be that guy,
to give you that ring.
Together until we die,
No matter what life will bring.
I want you to be the girl,
to say the words I DO.
To start our lives unfurl,
to always be with you.
As the night falls,
and the day dies out.
I hear my hearts calls,
but I can't deny this doubt

xX[. Unreachable .]Xx

The image I portray is only an illusion,
To cover up the truth that I do need attention.
I look fine on the outside but I've disconnected,
I don't believe in anyone that can't be trusted.

I'm unreachable cause I've slowly faded away,
But I can still fool you with what I put on display.
You will never get the key to my inner true self,
I'm locked cause I don't trust you or anybody else.

There's a burning sensation that I have loved to hate,
A feeling of emptiness in me that won't vacate.
I'm trapped inside a depressed circle that has no end,
Each day passes and it does get harder to pretend.

I can hear your voice, it echoes within my mind,
But it's my unaswered questions I'm longing to find.
You won't knock down my walls that I have built around me,
I've become unreachable, lost who I used to be.

Copyright © Natalie 2006

He Did It All For You

You are my personal inspiration
For the ways I will never chose to be
Your saint has been an apparition
Kept you blind so you could never see

But you know he did it all for you
Took the fruit in his mouth on cue
Hid from you the infinitely true
And you know he did it all for you

Now see him chained to the cross
Never did he charge you for a fool
Red eyes on fire, his spirit at a loss
No longer are you his obedient tool

For it is not like you killed someone
Just drove a spiteful spirit to his side
And through it all, he still has won
You may never know how he has lied

Now your God has abandoned faith
And your Christ, he did it all for you
You whipped him, made him a wraith
As he took all you thought you knew

Never stray; never break for his lies
You live in hell because he ordered it
Forced you to look into his bitter eyes
Swore that he would never let you quit

Stood and prayed, denied by your Lord
A bolt through his heart set him ablaze
He did it for you, broke the harsh accord
Now you keep him locked inside a craze

Fuck your God, his abhorrence for us all
Sacrificed his child to mask a sinful lie
You saw how it ended in his own downfall
But you never thought to question why

~My little birdie~

Fly high my little birdie
Touch the sky with
Your dark wings,
Cry out with your song
And gather your friends
For a fancy feast.

You move like shadows
You move as one,
Fly high my little birdie
And bring fear into the night.

Make your flock
Into a murder
Let it be who is
The hunter.
Stock your pray
And tease them well,
Make them worry
In their sorrows.

Fly high my little birdie
And touch the sky with
Your dark wings,
Let your yellow eyes
Guide you in the night
And let the humans
Have no peace.

"Daughter of a freak"
by Wings of an Angel

Her hair so awful, her skin so pale,
She always wondered, where did she fail?
Born by a freak, raised as a slave,
No one to guide her, to tell her how to behave.
Years of working, years so dark,
She has never seen light, it has left its mark.
Shut in a room, just going out to clean,
It's the most horrifying thing they'd ever seen.
A key to lock her bedroom door,
Nothing on the walls, nothing on the floor.
No pillow, no bed, no good memories to hold,
No warmth, no love, nothing but cold.
Her mother locked the door, threw away the key,
The girl keeps asking herself "Whats so wrong with me"
Sitting in her room, hearing her mother go out,
She tries to scream, she tries to shout.
Her mother left her behind, in this room to die,
Now she's sitting there, trying not to cry.
She lays down, on the cold hard ground,
Trying to pray, hearing no sound.
Laying there for a couple of days,
in darkness and sadness, down she layes.
She will never raise again, never see the light,
She finally gives up, she will no longer fight.
Her eyes cry of sorrow, her eyes cry of tears,
Suddenly she sees something, an angel appears.
"Come with me, darling, come to the light,
"We will love you, you don't have to fight"
The angel smiles and reaches out her hand,
Where did this come from, she doesn't understand.
The girl reaches out her hand, suddenly starts to soar,
"Don't worry little darling, they won't hurt you anymore"

Into a tower where dazzling crystals lined the walls
Shadows of people drifting in the stillness of time
A glass elevator centered in the room calls
Its sound stretching in echos of a chime

My Heart throbs as the sky approaches near
My fingers firmly upon the window plane
Licking away my cascading, suffering tears
I peer into the world in front with a quiet pain

Jagged rocks line the white beaches below
luscious Water battling the dangerous shores
I lie on my back to enjoy this last tranquil show
Readying myself to close my final living doors

With a push of button, I wavered from the air
Just a step to death, to renew myself with dreams
It was time to split the sadness I shared
Into the illusions, I thrust myself with death's streams

Sweat and Virgin Tears
By:Aken Sol

A battle rages
In the confines of my mind.
Stars are lit ablaze.

My thoughts shatter to oblivion,
although a million more remain.
Pieces fly across my brain,
making me feel insane.
Please don’t look at me;
I won’t let those
poisonous
lips touch
mine.

Rape
Again;
Let it stop.
With all my heart
I want it to end.
Destroy my emotions
and my thoughts along with it.
The last thing I need is to feel:
any guilt for what you’ve done to me.

As the stars fade off,
the cycle of hardening
and breaking is done.

Rain
by Silhouette, of something unimaginable

Rain, something i think of
it reminds me of you
the day we met
our hair stuck to our faces
my make-up smeared
i looked up at you and smiled
water dripping off your nose
our eyes met,
it didn't matter how wet we were
then a car, a puddle
well you know
the moment lost
then we got on to the train
we sat together and whispered
about nothing
but about everything
it wasn't even our stop
but we got off any way
dancing in the rain
I've never felt this way before
then you kissed me
everything vanished
and we went our separate ways
all of this,
just because of the rain

~Postpartum Deport~

A relationship bound by the court,
two parents yearning to abort.
One child's postpartum deport,
a life, from the start, out of sorts.

The help of two elders, they sought,
a custody battle, never fought.
Drug addict parents, got caught,
important lessons, never taught.

A baby that was left behind,
consequences of a legal bind.
A lifestyle of a different kind,
viewpoints from a distorted mind.

A family separated by years in time,
a life with a different rhythm and rhyme.
Two people, making up for another's crime,
always living off of their last dime.

A difficult situation from the start,
a unique picture, of an unpopular art.
A family, nearly torn apart,
two grandparents, certainly, off the charts.

An unwanted boy, now full grown,
held together by seams, left un-sewn.
Approaching life with a whole different tone,
hoping, some day, to live life on his own.

~Sean Dohr~

Life-Sentence

Tile floor?
There was a tile floor that evening.
And the mirror?
I could not fall through glass.
The reflection staring back could not be me.
Too pale with brown freckles standing out.

Trembling lip.
Wide blue eyes.
Deep.
Scared.
Black lines around.
An ocean of nausea washed over me,
Threatening to engulf my body.

Tile floor!
Cold as I fell to my knees.
Hands wrapped around my chest.
Rocking back and forth to calm breathing.
Fast breathing...
Pounding headache.

"Please let me leave." I whispered.
Under my breath I continued to beg.
Something was crawling in my stomach.
I could feel hands on me.
Not mine.

"Stop touching me." I whispered.
Crying without anyone to hear.
Not a soul was there besides me,
But in my mind there he stood.

Dizzy?
Was that what I was,
When I was able to make myself stand.
Nervous that I would feel it again?
Experiance another intense flashback?

Was this my life-sentence
for a crime I had not committed?

-Kaylee (I changed my display name lol)

"All But Nothing"

There lies a feeling deep within,
A feeling that was born of sin,
Of death decay and emptiness,
The feeling sucks away your bliss.

It lays on a land already plagued
Beyond all hope of being saved,
The sun will never regain its grace
Never again will it show its face.

Black is the sky, and black is the ground,
Black is the soul, of this kingdom I've found,
Black is the crown, I wear on my head,
Black is the fear, the feeling of dread.

In this kingdom that I rule,
I am the king the prince and the fool,
I am butcher, baker, and candle stick maker,
Honoured vizier and the royal draper

I live in this place all alone,
Locked inside my castle of stone,
I built the walls, I made the beds,
This is my land, the land of the dead.

I play games with myself, I eat with myself,
I woo, flatter, and court myself.
I dance with myself, I drink with myself,
All I do, I do with myself.

For in this world where I live,
I am the only thing that is.
Nothing else stirs, nothing else moves,
I am all there is to lose.

I am everything, I am all,
No other beings walk the halls,
I search for more, I search for something,
For I am all... but I am nothing.

Metal: Harmony, a Better World
By Jordan

An arena of lucidity
Bathed in what we humans like to call
Protection:
(Iron)
Is where we stand.

Gladiators of our time,
We fight for what is right
The beauty
The preservation of peace
and wonder

We draw our steel
And attack:
A flurry of alloy coupled with malice
Slams the enemy fast and hard

(Into the iron gate: justice)

Passion,
We fight for passion
And with instinct,
When we obtain Mother Passion
(Who has been lost from this world for years)

We put her in a gold plated case,
We've missed her
And just want her to be safe
To exist longer
Than just a few hours of sex

This is a battle
For all of humanity
Using the tools of our trade
We place every delicate item
In a metal womb

(And swing our swords)

So that these delicate items
Can be free for experience

Hope
Peace
Truth
Passion
Beauty
Trust
Love
Wonder

They've been lost for quite some time
Now they reside in a jeweled metal case
For all the world to
See
Feel
Hear
Touch
Taste

Our precious metals let the world live

So live, world,
What are you waiting for?

Even in Death

I will continue to feign my fears,
sacrifice all I can give
And if I die in his willing smile
Shed not one tear
For me.
I will keep on with this shallow lie
This darkness that I dare not hide,
And if the rain turns to crimson blood
Fear not that I am dead,
My dear.
I cannot, will not try to run
From this life3 that is my own,
Even in death I will cry on,
Locked away in my fiery tomb,
My love.
Even in death this pain resides,
The winning pleasures of my life,
And even with this hollow knife,
I will keep on dreaming,
Of you.
Kiss at last the brow of love.
Fly from me like an awful dove
And stain those alabaster wings red
With blood from your bleeding hand.
My darling.
If you cry one tear for me,
I will not, cannot be set free.
So die in his arms and wait for me,
Even in death suicide is not free,
For you.

*hope you like it*

Imaginary Friends
by Sarah Drew

Hiding up in his room
Mom and dad are at it again
All the yelling scares him

Curled up in the corner
He covers his ears
Going to his own little world

Everything there is perfect
Nobody yells or hits
He plays with his friends

Nothing can go wrong here
Not with his imagination
It protects him from the world

They laugh and play together
Happiness doesn't seem so far
Not with his imaginary friends

They play their little games
Cheerful and friendly
All smiles all the time

He doesn't want to go back to reality
Not with friends like these
Not when his real life is so bad

He wishes mommy could come here
She would love it too
She could meet Ed, Stan, and all the others

If only they could escape together
No more dad there to hurt them
All they need is his imaginary friends

~`*A Final Prayer*`~
By: Bryce Dressler

A slow rolling tear
Falling down his cheek
As he stood over her bed
he began to feel weak

He couldn't believe it
No way this was true
He couldn't live without her
He wouldn't know what to do

He dropped to his knees
At the head of her bed
Looked up to the ceiling
Crying he said,

"Why'd you do this god
Why'd you take her from me
I need her so much
Why can't you see

It can't end this way
No, she can't die
God please don't do this
I can't say goodbye

She can't go away
Not here, not now
I'll do anything to bring her back
Please just tell me how

Take the life from me
Take my heart and soul
God please bring her back
I don't care what the tole

Take the blood from my veins
The breathe from my chest
I don't care if I die
Just put me to rest

God please listen
The pain is to much to bare
Her life will end real soon
If at all you care"

He stopped speaking for a minute
As she layed there dying
The only sound to be heard
Was of the teenage boy's crying

His tears crashed to the floor
As he barely made a stand
He reached across her body
And held her hand-in-hand

As he wiped his eyes
He couldnt understand
Whyd this have to happen
Whyd it have to end?

He had one last thing to do
As he watched her lay
He had one last minute
One last thing to say

"I have one more thing to ask
a favor, God, from you
If you are going to take her
Can you please take me too?"

Again he fell to his knees
Not knowing what else to say
He held her hand tight
Not ready to give her away

But then he heard the monitor
Beep for the final time
And after that, all to be heard
Was the single flat line.

He let her hand go
And kissed her on the cheek
As more tears came to his eyes
He prayed they'd soon meet

Although she is in heaven
Past the clouds and above
They could deny him her body
But not their love

And when he gets to heaven
He will soon see
She will be waiting
To be together...Eternally

(C) 2005 Bryce Dressler

gr8 work every1. hey um i mite not b able 2 judge 2morro my gramma just got into the hospital and ive been gone since 10 this mornin until just now (midnite). so yea. sry. ill let u kno 2morro wat happens about judgin. till then keep em commin

okay WC, I hope everything with you gramma goes well...

many hugglez from a cyber friend!!!!!

Feel So Alone

Changing seasons, changing time
different reasons, but same old rhyme
same old rain with same pain
same old love song driving me insane

changing priorities, changing taste
but same feelings of being a waste
making love to destiny in my funeral pyre
still breathing while licking this dancing fire

feel so alone in a crowded room
hand in hand with my loneliness i go along
tears storming deep inside my head
and i pretend with a smile of being strong

changing situations, changing life's goal
same expectations, if you could hear my call
same old circumstances running around
same old house, six feet underground

feel so alone when you are close to me
this is not how our life was supposed to be
i could feel your breath as you seems so near
and then you say a word and you just disappear

same old breaths, same old nights and days
different excuses for different killing ways
this love that we had, now seems so strange
as all the intense passion has turned into rage

alone so alone floating on this endless river of time
making love to the smoke of my funeral pyre
and i turn to ashes with my heart falling apart
still beating while licking this fading fire

(Hi, hope your grandma is doing better now...take care)

u kno shadow. ur followin me frum forum 2 forum 2 give me hugs:P thats ok tho. *coughstalkercough* lol jk. i love hugs so its all good:D

Judge away! The day's over!!!

WOOOOO!!!

-ahem-

That is to say...yay, everyone is excited to hear the results!

Here she lies (Epitaph)
by ღ»Lσυιѕє«ღ

Here she lies not making a sound,
soon to be quietly resting under ground.
A wonderful mother and amazing wife,
now has went to heaven for eternal life.

~An epitaph is a brief poem inscribed on a tombstone praising a deceased person, usually with rhyming lines.~

actually jordan the contest isnt closed for another 13 minutes...

oh its closed 20 min late o well no1 else entered neway. ok so ima judge now n give the results in a little bit.

RESULTS!
ok i have some ties because all of em were really good and couldn't decide on some.

1st- Davic Marshall- your poem was amazing it almost made me cry. gr8 work
AND
Wings of an Angel- also amazing. i loved it so much.

2nd-Brianna-wow that was really good. i liked that it was a song.
and
Sean Dohr- ive read it before but it is still amazing. wow

3rd-Silhouette, of something unimaginable-WOW! enough said.

H/M:
Southerncowgirl
Póετε§Š Call Me Glen-Duh!

congrats 2 every1 i wish every1 coodve won! so winners lemme kno if u want me 2 do specific ones. so yea. lemme kno. if u dun by later 2nite or 2morro ill do w/e. k bibi

do u care what poem i r/r/c? ^^^?

Thanks a lottt for the pick!!! RRC anything that you want...

whatever you want to r/r/c

How can the roses bloom to such beauty, when the world is such a bleak and dreary place.

It seems unfair that one plant can amount to such a pleasant sight no matter how they

bloom but people, if they have a crooked nose, or un-symmetrical features, they are

deemed outcasts, a rose however, can have 23 thorns, or 10, lose a petal, wilt or droop,

still be considered beautiful! How unfair, indeed.

sry the contest is over....that was kinda cool metaphore thing tho.

np. sean urs is dun 2 make sure i got 4.

wow...srry i hadnt reposted a reply to anything..im kinda late to the end party...wow i didnt expect to win :) thats cool..thank you

the party? lol. ur was way good. i was like :O! lol ya do u care wat ones i do?

lol o well:( 2 bad u didnt do it yesterday that was really good!

wow, talk about missing something, I'm on first place? aaaah!!!

you can comment on anything you'd like to:)

Good job, all.

Jordan

ok sry im goin in a bad order but i did briannas and 2 of wings of an angel im sry im being slo! my gma just came home 2day so ya. ill hurry!

oh no i dont mind which ones u do at all..its ur choice...pick what u think ud like the most... :)

ok um can the ppl hoo didnt get their prizes frum me hoo one plz tell me a.s.a.p. because ive lost track!

don't believe i have gotten mine but no rush