Anything Goes!

  • Hatori
    17 years ago

    Last Christmas

    I stared out of my bedroom window,
    Watching the drifting flakes of white.
    They danced in the cool, winter breeze,
    And seemed to be blissful and bright.

    Watching the other children play,
    And make snow angels was such a sight.
    It cut me deep, for I always new,
    I'd never be an angel and take flight.

    A horrible yell from the room next door,
    Awakened my sorrowful senses, and I had to go.
    For my father was calling, he wanted me there,
    For a purpose, I dare not ask as I fill with woe.

    As I walked into the dimly lit room,
    I could not help to wonder if this was the end.
    Have I been bad again, and ruined his day?
    With pain like this, hope could never mend.

    He yelled my name with such horrible force,
    I wanted to run away but I knew I could not.
    He thrust a dirty box into my arms,
    And yelled, 'Now go away and rot!'

    I nodded a quick thanks, and turned away,
    Half running back to the safety of my room.
    I peeled the cardboard lid away and peered inside,
    To my horror, there it lay, the cause of doom.

    I threw the box down to the ground,
    And hid my head as tears began to flow.
    What would he do, if he saw me like this?
    Nonetheless, the tears did not slow.

    Christmas finally came to an end,
    And new years passed as well.
    My resolution, was to end this pain,
    And make my father never yell.

    I did not need to do this though,
    For one day my dream came true.
    The police took his ragged self away,
    And it made me feel almost new.

    I turned 18 that very month,
    And no longer did I need to fret,
    For I could leave this life behind,
    And forget that he and I ever met.

    Life was great, and filled with joy,
    I became a writer, much to my delight.
    The wounds finally healed,
    And a smile emerged, I finally saw light.

    On my 27th birthday though, all came to an end,
    For I read a certain book, that brought me to my knees.
    It made me want more, in this life of mine,
    And the despair began to grow, begging, 'Please.'

    I lasted a year, until it became too much,
    I cried every night, I wanted to be gone.
    If only my father, had finished what he began,
    And worked me until I never saw another dawn.

    I don't know why anyone visits my grave,
    And reminisce about that sorrowful night,
    When I picked up my present, from 11 years ago,
    And pulled the silver trigger, finally an angel in flight.

  • John Johanna
    17 years ago

    Sorrow Cottage Bound

    Penniless and sorrow bound
    My walls have been collapsing
    The message comes, but two months late
    To the telephone I'm grasping.
    My sodden roof, that's built on love
    Slowly, sadly, crumbles down
    With no support, on it's own
    It doesn't stand a chance.

    The wooden floor, that was finely laid
    Upon the 14th day,
    Is ripped to shreds by nothing less,
    Than months of our dismay
    This old house, cost half my earnings
    It nearly cost my life
    When it all came down, no reasons found
    It took me by surprise

    Even though, the wind still blows
    And the toilet it still flushes
    When the rain, comes once a day
    It always comes in rushes
    Why did you leave? Why can't you stay?
    Is this supposed to make me strong
    Cus when this house has blown away
    I won't be here for long.

  • Wasted Fake Smiles
    17 years ago

    Shadows Come Too

    Laying in the darkness. Laying among the dead,
    Here I see the shadows, as I lay upon my bed.
    I feel them closing in, as I try to fall asleep,
    All I count are shadows, I can't envision sheep.

    The walls are getting smaller; the air is getting thin,
    Feel the shadows as they crawl upon my skin.
    The darkness is engulfing me more and more each day,
    I need to be free from this, there has to be someway.

    I know that I'm not quite right anymore,
    I know that leaving just takes walking out the door.
    But no matter where I go, the shadows will come too,
    Shadows from the past, shadows from the new.

    I go to school, the shadows are there,
    But I seem to be the only one that they stare.
    They give me the look, with hatred in their eyes,
    They stare at me with pure despise.

    I can't concentrate anymore, as it's getting to hard,
    Someone please take them before I get more scarred.
    The colors have gone to black and white,
    I see no point in continuing this fight.

    I know that I'm not right in my head anymore,
    For leaving this hell should just take walking out the door.
    It doesn't matter where go, doesn't matter what I do,
    For everywhere I go, the shadows will come too...

    ~*Who Cares?*~

  • UglySkeleton
    17 years ago

    My Prison Dream

    I try to crave your initial on my heart
    Somehow it kills me
    All the alphabets turned out to be a scar
    The pain that I've been suffered
    The world that you've painted
    The story you've added
    Standing under the rain help me from being burn

    My eyes are swollen from crying in the closet
    Dreams are like an open field
    You remind me of a warder
    Treat me like a prisoner
    There's no sign of trespassing
    So let me take a walk.. take a better view.

    Revenge is sweet. It melts in my tongue.
    Wonder how will you take this
    Remember the bedtime stories?
    The beast will come and take you
    Eat you up when you're sleeping
    You're the cruel beast.. And I'm the pathetic heavy sleeper.

    Let me fall down
    Let me touch the sky by myself
    Let the pain teach me how
    Stop giving me excuses
    Against me, i don't.. care.
    You put my dreams in prison
    How could you?

  • Midnight Sun
    17 years ago

    Silent River:

    In the dark depths
    Of the silent water
    Lies a story, a secret
    Of a girl once slaughtered

    The innocent went missing
    The body never found
    The river holds the secret
    But the story's in chains, bound

    Her soul lies washed
    By the water's smooth caress
    It's forceful current
    Leaves her hair a mess

    Her parent's will never know
    And can't say goodbye
    They walk upon that shore everyday
    And into that water their tears cry

    But the knowing river
    Refuses to share their right
    They'll live forever wishing
    They'd kept her closer in sight

  • awww
    17 years ago

    Timeless Symphony
    by awww

    Eyes open, I'm still in bed
    Recalling a dream of you
    I wonder why I cant move on
    When I have every reason to

    All reasons have hurt me
    Every single one cut so deep
    So deep, I still have the scars
    That remind me of my one leap

    A leap of faith where I crashed
    Cause I didnt think of landing
    All that mattered was to jump
    To you, my heart I was handing

    Sadly, I had expected too much
    Or maybe 'twas I expected at all
    So now I've learnt my lesson
    The very root of my downfall

    Unfortunately, here I am again
    With one last thought in mind
    One more thing that I must say
    As I hope all this you'll find

    "I thought all had passed
    All but a remaining irony:
    my heart is broken...
    yet it still sings a symphony"

  • MyEscape
    17 years ago

    I Don't Want to Be in Love
    By: *ME*

    If it will only break my heart
    Than love and I should simply part.
    I have no need for sleepless nights
    Or blackened sheets that once were white.

    We should end this before it starts
    If it will only break my heart.
    Don't want letters I'll simply burn
    Or have feelings that aren't returned.

    The pictures left in broken frames
    Will just remind me of his games.
    If it will only break my heart
    Than we should both stay far apart.

    No, I don't want to be in love.
    I need not someone to think of.
    I shall not pray for cupid's dart
    If it will only break my heart.

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  • Jenni Marie
    17 years ago

    I haven't forgotten! i'm just super busy lately with work and personal things. obviously it's going to take me a while to read through all these and judge, so results will be posted sometime within the next week. thank you in advance for your patience.

  • Jenni Marie
    17 years ago

    1st Place (12 comments) : debbylyn-A Poet's Pen Is False Release

    2nd Place: (10 comments) My Decadent- Demonic Frailty

    3rd Place (7 comments) Prophecies In Kodak-An adu about nothing

    4th Place (5 comments) SlaveToTheMusic-The Death Of Those Who Starve

    5th Place (5 comments) NyellMoonlight-Quiet fiction

    6th Place (3 comments) BittersweetDecay-ASHES AND WINE

    7th Place: (3 comments) Jay-A Pattern

    8th Place: (3 comments) Asrana-Where the Shadows Meet

    *The remaining participants will each get one comment on a poem of their choice.*

    **NOTE-If you can not handle constructive critcism, don't bother.

    PM me your poems and I will get to them asap, but PLEASE BE PATIENT. Comments will defiently be finished within the next two weeks.

    Thank you to everyone who entered, and I hope to see you in my next contest.

    Jenni.

  • debbylyn
    17 years ago

    Thanks Jenni!!!! And congrats to the other winners....great entries!

    I've PM'd you my poems....Debbie

  • Yuna
    17 years ago

    Congrats to all!! Great job to everyone cause those poems are such masterpieces!!

  • Midnight Sun
    17 years ago

    Congratulations everyone! Excellent pieces. :)
    ~Midnight Sun

  • MyEscape
    17 years ago

    Congrats to everybody!
    Charisma*

  • firexdancer
    17 years ago

    Congragulations to everybody!!! they were all so wonderful!!!!