Godlike title contest O.o [round 1]

Both of mine is already posted...

I've posted one of my poems, however a lot has been happening and I'm under the influence of stress, not to mention it's a hard title.
So, please respect if I can't get it done, though I'll certainly try for midnight tonight. =/.
I'm really sorry if I don't, though.

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

It's not my best, but the title was hard.
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The Man Who Sold the World

It's so much like the cliche when you admit you can feel,
Bargin with you your heart, and then again with luck to seal the deal.
You can juggle with your hopes and throw faith to the aisles;
God won't mind the little remorse He'll feel once He smiles.

There's a rumor about a faulty truth that makes us think He's not that holy;
We'll turn the tables with a sad bit of hope that life will take next time a little more slowly.
It;s likely there's a scandal, yet still we turn our heads,
We can cover our heads with grace, yet we turn away instead.

Too tricky to move, but still a little bit on the insecure side,
You can place your bets on whose going to win with profit we'll divide.
Priceless to date, it's a little messy as we see it now; we're not that blessed;
We're going to Hell with the Devil and a fiddle riding on our chests.

It's so much like the cliche when you admit you can feel,
Bargin with you your heart, and then again with luck to seal the deal.
It's likely there's a scandal, yet still we turn our heads;
"Going once, going twice, the world; sold to the man in red!"

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Sum It Up: Basically, it's saying God commited his first sin by selling the world to the Devil.

Enjoy. ^^
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xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

Can I reserve "blood and gold" and "bittersweet feast" please??

Done,but remember u have only 2 days to finish them ^^

In about 24 hours the contest will be over and I will begin to judge it.

Hey,

Thank you for the extention. Sorry i couldn't submit it in the origional deadline, i have been really busy and stressed. Birthdays, weddings, school exam, and a whole bunch of other things...
And sorry this one isn't exactly brilliant or anything... but i tried.
"Servant of the Bones" is in my previous post on this thread.

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The Phantom Agony

A distant figure;
Which I can see.
Hidden from depths;
You alone create thee.

You are my ghost -
My shadowed soul.
Mine alone, mine lone -
Spirit; you make me whole.

Though if we're truthful;
You hurt me so much so...
Making me scream... shout...
Beating me; just like I'm dough.

I hate you, I loath you
But I'm just too weak...
Fighting leads to failure;
Feel's like i can only sneak...

You're MY phantom,
Only for me!
Yet you make scream;
You're the Phantom Agony...

Simple Sensation
29 Oct 2007

Blood and Gold

Riches dripped in scarlet
Consume the bitter mind
Greed that once was cast out
Has now redeemed Its time

Land stretches for miles
Filled with glittering lust
But the high cost of attainment
Is more than doubt can trust

Sweet wealth is what is treasured
Yet with it comes the price
Of salty wounds and fury
More than what is enticed

Insanity pleas a bargain
A soul exchanged for coins of old
'Tis a world of dark disorder
In a land of blood and gold

And then my second one:

Bittersweet Feast

The sweet taste of fire
Burns slowly in my mouth
As the scorched flames retire
My soul starts slipping south

Heat invading my core
Seeping through the cracks
My insides beg for more
On my skin are left the tracks

It creeps into my bones
I'm engulfed by the flames
Out of the dark pleasure I moan
And return for sinful games

Burned like a beautiful liar
Such a sweet, scalded taste
The lovely flavor of fire
Bittersweet, I shall not waste

Where the Wild Roses Grow

It`s said to be a myth, but the truth is hidden,
In this sad story where true love was forbidden.
Each day that passes by, the story grows,
Out beyond the river, where the dark water flows.

She whispers her sorrow to tiny grains of sand,
Of the love she lost, and the life she had planned.
The lighthouse beside her has rotted over time,
A burden she lived with, now covered in grime.

The star of David is said to have led him astray,
In concentration camps, he bowed his head to pray.
A swastika was indoctrinating their beliefs,
As survivors were left behind to run in grief.

She played out his last words inside her head,
Analyzing the lies hidden in what he had said.
She picked apart the lines, piece by piece,
Hoping it would provide her heart some release.

She watched for the fog lights, out on the water,
Holding the memory of their long lost daughter.
Burnt, tied and drowned -- a fate she couldn`t stop,
And she sits, waiting for them to come up top.

Covered in vines, it`s said she still walks,
And under her spiteful breath, she talks;
Speaking of riddles in her foreign tongue,
And breathing hell`s smoke in her lungs.

Out by the river, where the wild roses grow,
If you look close enough, you`ll see her face of snow,
A reflection in the water, disappearing fast,
Stumbling through the sorrows of her past.

-Jenna Elphick
October 29, 2007

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May be confusing, basically talking about how some races used to think they were superior to others, e.g. Aryans. Because the girl was German and the boy was Jewish, he was sent to death, as was their child...she lived the rest of her life by the water where they were burnt, tied and drowned.

I`ll try to get the other one in tomorrow after school, I had loads of History work to do today, if I can`t submit it after tonight, then just disregard this.

Xx Pearls Of Light xX

An orb shimmers in a velvet sky
Neighbouring stars glisten like jewels
Casting silver spells of magic
Midnight is when our dear moon rules

The moonlight sings a beautiful song
Such tranquil beauty, a lucid dream
Stars shine upon the dew laced foilage
With soft leaves of deepest green

Dewdrops resemble fallen stars, as
Pearls of light float from the sky
A rustling is heard from the undergrowth
Out sneak two fox cubs, small and shy

Russet fur, so silky yet fluffy
Black-tipped paws padding so light
Sparkling eyes so inquisitive
As he bares his fangs to playfully bite

Rough and tumble, they softly snarl
Pearls of light dance in their eyes
The nightly silence is sharply broken
By their soulful haunting cries

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

What happened with this contest??? didn't it end or is it still going on??

I think I have waited enough ^^. So this is the end. I will be ready with the results in about 10 minutes:)) coz i have read the poems almost every time i was on.

Well, I couldn't decide upon an exact number of the ones that are going to the 2nd round, so I just picked the poems I liked the most.

My Decadent
Britt
ReproducedByIntelligence
XxRomancing the Darker SidexX
NyellMoonlight.
Decay In The Dark
xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex
The Queen of Spades
HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG

These are the ones that are moving on. Congratulations guys. And for the others, I will comment upon some of your poems because what u posted here was also brilliant,but affterall it is all a matter of taste I suppose.
The next round will be posted as a topic tomorrow. Thank you for entering the contest again ^^.
Andra