New contest.

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Well since everyone else is making a contest, i decided i wanted to make one as well lol. So, enter a new or old poem about something you think could bring someone to tears...but, it has to also have a hidden meaning to it..because, well, i like analysing and digging deeper into poems lol. xD. So this contest will start today, (August 20) and end on September 4.

Now for the rules...

1) It has to be a new or old poem
2) It has to be your own work
3) It does not have to rhyme, however rhyming is helpful to win.
4) Have fun while you do it !

..I will close the contest on September 4...or after i read 25 very good ones, so please take part and enjoy.

There will be 5 winners and 1 honorable mention!

1 - favorites, 20 r/r/c
2 - favorites, 15 r/r/c
3 - favorites, 10 r/r/c
4 - 5 r/r/c
5 - 3 r/r/c
HM - 1 r/r/c

***RESULTS ARE AT THE BOTTOM**RESULTS ARE AT THE BOTTOM***

You took a part of me
by ŘÅÇĦ♥

Laughter all around me
but behind it all I shed silent tears
I told him no
I pleaded to just be left alone.
My demands were ignored
As I lost it all
my self-esteem,my confidence,my happiness
all went running out the door
I was screaming inside
but nothing can out of my mouth
I was waiting for the person I loved
and he took a peice of me

I can't forget it
It's not like someone said something rude to me.
than I could forget it
but he took something from me
that I can never get back
It's like a tape
stopping,rewinding,forwarding
over and over again
and constintly reminding me he won
and all the times I have failed.

I just want it go away
I want trust the people I once trusted
I want my support from my school
Most of all I want my life back

Lonely Sleeper

With the glow of his soul waning at each moment's breath, he stood alone in front his mirror and muttered aloud,

"I am but a man. How can she, but a woman, wound me so deeply? I must be in love!"

And, with that said, he dragged his body, now cumbersome with feelings of morose and anguish, to his bed. Solitary and confined by the walls of his mind, he lived; solitary and confined by the walls of his room, he slept.

i know this girl

there is a smile on her face but does that mean anything?
she has tears in her eyes everytime i see her when there should be twinkle.
she shuffles her feet along slowly, instead of skipping to a merry beat.
she crosses her arms tightly, they arent bravly by her side.
her hairs always down, covering her face, she should be boasting of her beauty.
long sleeved shirts and pants are worn even in summer, to hide those scars that only remind.
they remind her of him. the bruises-he put on her body, the cuts-she did herself, and the broken heart is from every guy that dared to change what they like.
this girl dosnt know that her pain shows, she dosnt know that anyone can see.
nor do i, i dont know who takes notice but myself.
you probably wonder who i am, you wonder why i know.
i've witnessed her slamming doors, ive seen blood on her pocket knife.
those tears in her eyes is all i see.
i am her mother.
she does so much to hide what would hurt me most, but no child can hide this from their mother, mothers know too much.
but one day, maybe a years gone by, she came out of her room in a mini skirt and singlet.
no scars were on her arms or legs.
mothers suspect too much...

by shae-natasha gilliland.

i hope its ok..???

can i post that poem in my stuff now?

yeah it was good, and yes you can. =)

Watching Life Blow Away
by †!♪~*`Bryce Dressler`*~♪!†

Life is like dust
it blows in the wind
erasing all memories
of pain and friends.

With one fatal sweep
it all can end
It all disappears
and all lives mend.

Everyone forgets
when the dust clears
erasing all paths,
the blood and tears.

Nobody remembers
the pain endured,
the cries of suffering
from a life uncured.

Ignoring the shouts
from every day
as they watched his life
slowly blow away.

(c) 2006 Bryce Dressler

i dun know if this is ok if not lemme know

The End is Here

Fires burning, bombs blasting away,
The final night, no sight of day.
Don’t be sad, please don’t cry,
The end is here, say goodbye.

Lightning flashing, thunder booms.
Tonight all will face their dooms.
The war going on will take control,
Years of fighting will take its toll.

R.I.P. soldiers who’ve lost their lives,
Send my regards to their wives.
I go off tonight to become a hero,
I will lose my life on ground zero.

Goodbye darling I’ll miss you so,
If I don’t return, what to do you know.
One final kiss and off we fly,
The end is here, say goodbye

On the war ground beside my friends,
As bombs and bullets the enemies send.
Shot in the heart, one final breath,
This is the end, I’ve faced my death.

~*Who Cares?*~

Yeah its entered.

Vigorous Tears

Innocent hearts forever scarred
Tears of pain leaves faces stained

To young to understand
Brutality from one man

To old to forget
The father they now regret

Once so full of love
Sadly, hatred has set in
Those famous last words
Forever echo within

“Daddy does not want to see us anymore”
The youngest says while dropping to the floor

Deafening silence chilled the air
Eight young eyes looked in despair

Not a night goes by without a tear
One by one each child says this prayer

“God bless mamma for she tries
God bless grandma and grandpa for the great times

God bless my sister and brother’s even though we fight
God bless Daddy and bring him by tonight

Please God,
Let us see Daddy one last time
Please, keep him close by your side

Time for bed so I guess Lord it is goodnight
Tomorrow we will give Daddy another try.”

With each prayer come more tears
Not a single smile or laughter fills the air

Children tucked in; each face wiped dry
Now it is my turn to pray tonight

“God bless mom and dad for, Lord, they try
God bless my siblings even though we fight

Most of all Father bless the kids
Please, God, hold them extra tight
For their father walked out on their lives.”

© Sherry Lynn Hull Richardson

Hm, Sherry, i did see that one in a different forum. But since it is from today, i will enter it anyways.

I wanna do thissss. I'll try write one. Cause I havn't been able to write anything for days. Lol..

Ok, I wrote one. I'm not sure if you'll understand the hidden meaning I was aiming for, if you are unsure just ask and I can explain...It's not the best though..

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Intensity

Crinkled up sheets erasing tears,
Smudging stains upon her skin,
Blurry sight engulfing sad eyes,
Swallowing pain trapped within.

Solitude thoughts play her mind,
Remembering who she use to be,
Designed future now demolished,
Nothing left for the blind to see.

Courage leaps towards her faith,
Compelling strength to carry on,
Broken bones repair with words,
Simple things she knew all along.

August 23rd 2006
© Natalie.

No, that was really good. I liked it, it is entered. I got a meaning from it, not sure if it's the one you were trying to get across, i often find the wrong meanings in poems tehe.

Tehe. Thank-you. :] ..I'll let you stay with the meaning you've got from it, otherwise mine might ruin it. Lol.. I got your private message aswel, I'll gladly do it for you. :]

Thanks so much :D .

That's alright. :] I've done it and sent it back. Tehe. =P

kay i'll take a look at it =)

Perfect man
By: adriana hunter

Eyes so full of joy
lips perfect to the touch
looks you in the eyes
and always makes you blush

Grabs you by the hand
and tells you, you're theres
a super model can be walking by
and he won't even stare

I look at him
and all I see is a glow
ask him something about me
and he'll already know

He loves you for you
and nobodies above
he looks at you in the eyes
and tells you he's in love

~I hope u like it~

Yes, it was very good. It had a strong ending as well, and i liked the story line, most men, would stare down a supermodel lol.

Pulling Apart Love

It's the overflow pouring from misery's eyes
The epic of the forgotten, the chaos and the cries.
Spread your arms and reach for the sky,
The hero's in your heart, just spread your wings and fly.

The rose on your pillow, the thorns in your bed
When you sleep tonight, they pierce through your head,
The sweet sting of romance.

And your patchwork pieces won't hold together,
Behind your blue eyes, you know it doesn't last forever.
Soaking your breath in red wine and gin,
The moon has risen for the end to begin.

Your feathered wings landing at your feet,
Each feather falls making you a little more incomplete.
He left your world; he hasn't been seen in these parts,
Its been years and all you have to remember him by
Is your dandelion hearts.

I will be away camping for a few days, so keep them coming, i changed it, you can have new or old poems now. And i will be back to finish this ina few days.

Children Abuse {CinqTroisDecaLa Rhyme}

Silent songs of horror display through freezing children's veins,
Many darkened pitied nights among the saddened days remain,
Telling the stories of a child's lost, broken, battered soul,
Whispering as the child fails because of the darkened cold.
Listen closely to this child's scared cries out among the earth,
They struggle to be heard through other cries in the universe,
Realizing their lost hopes and single chance at life was a curse,
Beckoning as the tragedy creeps closer, creating pain,
Settling with the thoughts that won't stop - they are sunk in too low,
The battered children never found, on that night, what they were worth.

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The CinqTroisDecaLa Rhyme, a form created by Laura Lamarca, consists of one 10-lined stanza.
The rhyme scheme for this form is AABBCCCABC and a syllable count of each line is 15.

xDarkSuicidex

Fell
~~Spanish367

Her eyes fell. Like the cold in the dead of night during the months of ice and snow where warmth is seldom found, her eyes fell. I could hear as she drew in deep, difficult breaths that seemed to be taking almost all of her energy. Her skin was cold like the dead and white like the lost. And her eyes: oh how the sight of those cold, dead, lifeless eyes brought pain to my heart as though the dagger of life had sliced it to pieces. At her almost lifeless sight, I could not breathe. Her aura seemed dead and her voice seemed gone. Her breathing was lessening; as was the rise and fall of her chest. She was dying. I could see it now, much more clearly than before. She was dying.

Though I sat beside her bed and held onto her cold, white, dead-like hand, her eyes remained upon the white, cracked ceiling above. And I watched her. I had watched her since the day this unknown illness came unto her body and took her from me. I had watched her then and I had watched as she fell to the floor weak from this illness. I had watched her as she had forgone horrid medical tests and been forced to take ungodly medications that seemed to have done nothing to stop her continuation toward the arms of death. I had watched her then and I watched her now.

"Aurina?" I called out to her with the utmost gentle and quiet voice I could master, but it seemed only as though my words were spoken into an empty room. Her chest fell. I held in my breath as I watched in agony, awaiting impatiently to see her chest rise once more, filling her lungs with the cold air surrounding us all in this frightful world. Her chest arose; I let out a slight breath of air in relief.

"Aurina?" I asked to her once more as my eyes fell upon her unmoving face. "My love, my love, can you hear me?" Her chest fell once more but arose soon after. She was still with me in the room though she, the she I had known almost all my life, was not within the still, dying body of this frail woman lying before me.

My love is dying. These were the thoughts that cursed my mind as my unbelieving eyes remained upon what was left of the woman I had loved so dearly for many years. She is dying and there is nothing I can do to stop it.

"Mr. Andrews?" asked a voice from behind me, causing my thoughts to cease. I quickly turned and looked back at the door with an annoyance within my heart and eyes. How dare a voice from the outside world of coldness and darkness come and enter into this room where only my love and myself alone can be.

At the sight of a single man standing back at the opened door that led into the hallways of the large, unmerciful hospital, I realized my time with my love was over for the evening.

"Mr. Andrews," came this man's unusually quiet voice once more. In his eyes I could see a sadness that I had come to know only so well during the months of visiting this hospital. Though his sadness told me he understood my pain, my anger still remained. He could never know. He could never fully know the pain I felt within my heart at the sight of my love lying before me, dying away from this lost world of coldness and fear and hatred. As though the sight of this man caused me pain, I turned away from him and looked back down at the still face of my love.

"It's time for Aurina's medications now," came the man's voice still, though I had turned away from him, not wanting to believe his words. Holding Aurina's cold, white hand within my own, my eyes fell upon her face and into her eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of her once soft warmth and comforting that had always been held within her eyes before. I saw nothing. And as though a thousand daggers pierced through my skin and into my heart, I turned away. I could no longer sit here and watch as death slowly began to overtake her.

With my eyes closed so tightly that tears were beginning to emerge, I forced myself to face her once again. Her hand like ice within my shaking hand, I leaned over her and gave her cold, white skin a gentle kiss. Again, nothing happened. My reopened eyes, now filled with tears, fell down back upon this dying woman. I could stay here no more.

"Good bye, my love," I mastered the dead-like whisper as a few tears slid down my face from my unbelieving eyes. Slowly, I lifted my shaking hand from her still hand. My eyes remained down upon her; her eyes remained above.

What is going to happen now? I asked to myself as the rise and fall of her chest began to slow. A sound was heard from far away it seemed; a sound with no ups or downs as like those of a song. This was a sound that every man longs never to hear. It was the sound of a prolonged, single-noted hum hissing its way into this once silenced room from a nearby machine.

My breath escaped me as my eyes widened down upon my love. Her chest had fallen and arose no more to let the air of this cold room enter into her body.

"Aurina..." a whisper was heard. It had taken me a moment to realize that it had been I who had whispered her name. As though trying to run through water, I moved toward my love. My vision began to blur as the sound of that horrid hum echoed loudly within my ears. My heart was racing as I ran toward her, though never seeming to make it no matter how I tried. A cry was released from my weakened body as I fell to my knees beside her bed. Wrapping her up within my arms, I held her close to my heart. It was over. The love of my life would live no more. And I fell. I fell into the darkness of the cold world that surrounded me, cutting my heart with hate and cursing my eyes with disgust. I would never be the same again.

12 more =)

Silent Tears

I am crying silent tears,
I don't want anyone to know,
How sad and depressed I am,
Cause they would not understand.

When I am home all alone,
I take my razor blade,
I cut across my wrists,
And wish I'd bleed to death.

I cant stand the pain anymore,
I cant go on with my broken heart,
I need to end my life right now,
Cause everything is messed up.

Copyright © August 28, 2006 - Kristina M.

Very good. 10 more =)

little girl
by adrian or adrianc1294

"mommy where are we going?" the little girl asked
her mom didn't answer, she knew she wouldn't
what's this big problem unmasked
why wouldn't mommy tell me?

"mommy, where's daddy?" the little girl questioned her
her mom didn't answer, she knew she wouldn't
came crashing down was her world
left out of the present

so the little girl stayed silent, full of thoughts in her mind
a problem she can't solve, with no pieces to find
a maze, she doesn't know where to go
a puzzle, she don't know

what's happening? she has no idea
the only thing she does is guess
is she just some girl in the family, for extra?
i'm part of the family, tell me! she screamed in her thoughts

she's left behind, behind in the past, no present no future
she needs to find her own self, her own family
just by herself in the cold, dark long road
her life, her parents owed

she stayed silent until the journey of mistery stopped
no one knew what else happened

Lol whoops sorry, that's because i changed the rules. At first it was new, but then i changed it to new or old. Thanks for pointing that out. =)

And Adrian, very good. 9 More. =)

thank you madam

No problemo =)

not to long till this ends now...

Lol shure isn't.

You will always be missed

Why did you have to go.
I wasnt ready for you to go.
I wanted you to be there
when I graduated from high school.
I wanted you to be there
when I got married
Even though your passed on
You will always be in my heart,
I wanted to say I love you
the day you died but
I just could see you
The state that you were in.
I'm sorry I could be
there when you went

I will always remember
the good times we had.
The time the grandchildren
All got to sleep over and
have fun with mom-mom
My sister graduation parties
When you were all smiles.
The time Kristanas born
And you were watching
Kenny and Elaina that day.

Awe, keep your head up chickie =)

You are going to have a LOT to read with all your contests...LoL. If it was me, I wouldn't be able to keep up.

Moonlight Song (pretty old with some changes)

The reckless spirits fly
My dry heart still beats
My eyes soon to cry
The truth and lies meet

Where in this world
Can I sing my songs
Solemn, tender words
About where I belong

My wings are still bent
From daggers striking air
A dark angel sent
Casting out despair

Come to me now thee
The joy and the love
An unreachable dream
in our heaven above

Sing out aloud
the tears being shed
Come all, come now
The way you have bled

Open your eyes to me
let me feel your pain
Reveal all that you see
All that's left in vain

Lmao i shure am, but i like reading =). And one contest is down lol. I just have to poll the results. =)

Oh yeah, and great poem btw. =)