First ~*Who Cares?*~ Contest in a LOOOONG time

CLOSED!!!

Hey guys...it's been a really long time since i made a contest...(i changed my name though) so i'm going to try to keep this simple for myself.

i just want a poem that is about lost relationship or depression or death.

and i don't want it to be over 32 lines, ok?

i don't care if it's old or new, or whatever, i just want the best you have that fits the requirements...

1st place-5 r/r/c's
2nd place- 3 r/r/c's
3rd place- 2 r/r/c's

ok?

contest will end in 1 week. so wednesday the 24th

ok start

Forever

Listening to the wind blow,
From places deep inside,
Voices floating in the night,
Where stars and dreams collide.

This darkness my companion,
My empty soul has died,
Forevers just a word,
It wont keep you satisfied.

Betrayal stroked me sweetly once,
I stumbled in the road,
I searched for truth and found your lies,
My love no longer flowed.

Since then I have wandered,
Night my closest friend,
The morning is my nemesis,
For then my dreams must end.

I must wake up to this emptiness,
And face the world without,
The one who said forever,
And fed no signs of doubt.

Heartbreak - My Eternal Destiny

Love hurts.
Why do I never learn?
I've fallen into this trap
Time after time.
My heart is now empty,
My soul now dead.
Love has taken all I had to give,
Stolen it,
And then destroyed it.
And now, here I stand,
Empty,
Destroyed,
Broken,
Hurt,
Dead.
Will I be revived?
Will I live again?
Will love, once again, build me up
Only to ruin me once more?
Hearts are made
To be broken by love -
When will I learn?
I'm nothing but a pawn,
With heartbreak to be my eternal destiny...

CopyrightJosieWentzel2006

Charcoal Hearts And Darkened Feelings

Internal flames of beauty turn to the Incense of burnt dust,
For the feeling of mutual lust paints the lack of distrust,
As the oils upon canvas scribble the storms of my soul,
Lacking the love which the melted butterfly's have stole,
Singing the sweet lullabys of a hearts eternal damnation,
While coloring broken petals of my worlds fascination.

Charcoal hearts blended with the passion of destruction,
While weeping the words of the ink and papers seduction,
Pastels of insecurities shaded with the brightness of hope,
Tranquilizing the sun and moon until silently they elope,
Lacing the lies upon the decaying stars of nights sky,
As the shadows of darkness whimper their goodbye.

Xx Tequila Loves Me xX

She sits in the corner of the kitchen crying
Cos she's found out about his cheating and lying
Fumbling in the cupboards with one clumsy hand
So intoxicated, she can't even stand

Her world tumbled down when he left her alone
Came back from work to a broken up home
All that was left was a crumpled up letter
She knew what to do to make it all better

Tore up all his clothes that he's left behind
Smashed up his belongings and threw them outside
Opened up the champagne saved for a special day
And drank it all down wondering what he'd say

Hours later she slumped down amongst the debris
Singing loud; "Never mind, Tequila loves me!"
Clutching the bottle tightly in her fist
She finally succumbed to the alcohols kiss

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

Silent Agony

Silent night's her love's embrace
Rationed tears stream down her face
The smile conceals what inside lies
Spent youth, the lost love's sacrifice

The pain she owns is deep within
Tempered now the deafening din
Broken though her heart may be
It keeps inside her misery

The dawn soon spells her soul's lament
Replaced her cloak of false content
She wears it well for all to see
As she dwells in silent agony

~Ghost~

Oblivious; ignorance surrounded by beauty,
No emotion not a heartbeat its gone.
Far to deep in fantasy to face reality,
Given up on fighting for what she wants.

Pale face is dead; body not allowing tears,
Traumatized constantly by unexpected actions.
Drowning in her own blood. Choking on nothing but air.
From emotions no reactions.

Up and down like a yo yo, on and of like a bulb of light,
Brightness then darkness no time to take it in,
Boiled to a point anger has vanished,
Blood steam cold, body frail and thin.

Invisible, unimportant lost in another realm,
Shes dead, a ghost girl powerless under his spell.
Love has killed her and hes now a monster
Picking her weaknesses, laughing as she fell.

Twisted in a vortex of painful love,
Cant escape to late, shes down
Caught in the web of the spider,
This frail fly has had its time.

Black Shadows, Sunrise Singer

by NyellMoonlight

Crystal frozen sights under my skin linger
more than once I cried in front of the gallows,
mesmerized by the tunes of freedom, then so hollow;
drowned in black shadows lies the sunrise singer.

Screams through secret passages painted over
symbolic highway, through words, tears and rain
mask that I carry can't take away darkened pain
even with hors-shoes and four-leafed clover.

Conclusions intertwined with frail, scarlet petals
of bloody, venomous sunflowers; life's riddle
puzzled me for a while, somewhere in the middle
of stained innocence and cold, sharp metal.

Brindled mind swallowed branches of vicious lust
ragged puppet on the string followed my thoughts
trapped between bitterness and serenity that notes brought
amongst shimmering pieces of love and stardust.

Crystal frozen sights under my skin linger
more than once I cried in front of the gallows,
mesmerized by the tunes of freedom, then so hollow;
drowned in black shadows lies the sunrise singer.

Thanks For The Memories

Time stands still as she sits here and writes,
Pouring rain, while the moon shines down light.

Locked up for weeks, the whole time she has wept,
Spending every second thinking of promises unkept.

He said that he loved her, and this he had swore,
That he will never hurt her as he had done before.

But he is good at this, he knows how to pretend,
How to break her heart so, and do it over again.

But this time he has done it, he has gone too far,
As the background plays "Teardrops On My Guitar".

She writes him a poem, it's her final goodbye,
She wipes the tears, as they begin to fill her eyes.

Swallowing that pill, the last line comes to a summary,
In large letters for all to read, Thanks For The Memories.

SWANSONG FOR A RAVEN

Ancient times when witchcraft stories were told
Shimmers of invocation far and near , behold!
Sorcerers of good and evil haunted nameless lands
Veils covering their eyes,charmed rings on their hands..

Unbeknown forest full of forsaken creatures and dewless flowers
Was the bystander of a great encounter between two enchanters
White dressed witch with angelic breath-taking silhouette
Black dressed wizard sunken in throbs of untamed threats..

The forces they carried within were powerful opponents
Words of incantation on their lips,nature vibrates
When it listens to celestial thunders and sweepings
Entangled spells,death blasts bursting into lightnings.

The rivalry was blooming in their rancorous hearts
As the wizardry they carried inside was a blindfolded art.
Agonizing spells were hitting,full of hatred,the other
Unleashed flares from hell confronts envenomed razors..

As their human weaknesses start to slowly appear
His veil falls,revealing the enchanter's face - eyes so queer
The spell she held in her hands vanishes undelayed
This love she felt for him was stricken by his fire blade..

Kneeling in front of him,she took her final breath
The wizard uncovered her face - she was close to death
The enchantress was a reigning beauty whom he started to bewail
Their bodies turned into raven and swan - male and female

Black raven feathers wrapped in white swan feathers
Her swansong was her final charm,her final love whispers..
Wizard's tears could not heal her flawless swan corpse
Raven tears for her agonizing swansong-punishment for her lost.

*Hope you like it. Andra ^^*

Where Dead Angels Lie

Pictures and a scatter of memories - are a little girl's last swansong
Snow falls gently onto cold ground, in the last place she belongs.

Gravestone adorned with flowers, a snow trampled path that surrounds
A place where she is forever lost and never will be found.

Everyday more innocent lives are taken, more drama to behold
A thoughtless act can end the chance for a life to unfold.

We desire Utopia, where death only strikes those who are old
Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling, another story is told.

All crystals represent another life that is torn away
Sadly proving to the world that nothing gold can stay.

Copyright (c) Sweet Fragility
9/30/07

* "Nothing gold can stay." is a line taken from a poem by Robert Frost. I think it means that you're gold when life in new and you don't have to deal with the difficult things, like death. You see the innocent things, basically. Anyway, that's just my interpretation.

Beauty in his eyes

So beautiful was my sunrise
the dusty color of your eyes
but soon they turned to shards of glass
misery in their melodious laugh
why do I now feel betrayed?

Fallen i have on the side of the street
the bubbles of blood for each heartbeat
iridescent rainbows floating high
I can only yearn for the sky
even my wings leave me behind

My mouth nothing but a whispered thought
laughter is forgotten as well as for what I fought
from this battle there has been no gain
oh why does it hurt, this pain?
I thought love was like a song

Why can't I hear the call of birds?
the only relief from your words
like a harsh wind in the silence
how can you hurt me without violence?
a puppet on a string

A neverending fence of barbed wire
surrounds me, burning red with fire
I've trapped myself in my own mind
or was it you? memory I cannot find
all I know is that I cry

Insanity of broken smiles
the bliss of darkness for awhile
eternal game of hide and seek
please don't find me, do not peek
I hide in my own shadow

A flowing beauty of dark brown
in your eyes only I can drown
my tortured mind immune to lies
how beautiful is the sunrise
a dark hole in the sky

It's like.. 38. :/ i didnt think 6 lines mattered much. let me know if that isnt alright, i'll find a new one. this is just my best...

I found patience passed out on the basement couch
with a quilt woven of something for somebody's sake.
and i wished it was you who was calm and collected
because assurance keeps me from laying awake.
despite the brutality i've done to my lip, i'm sure that
i never really knew the things i wanted from you.
with thick lines of blackmail, i'm at my wits end now;
you've got this arguement gagged and sealed for two.
this something for somebody is growing so very tiresome,
so you can slip your adues through the mail slot out front.
i have so less of nothing that i feel the glass is a quarter
full of what it ever really seemed to be, shards of glass so blunt.

i've slipped in the middle of circles
with gag rags made to rope.
i've touched difference with my fingertips
just to figure in a form of hope.
i have shirtsleeves full of sweet nothings,
lies and lyrics laced with, it'll all be okay's.
while circles have no beginnings you'll find
neither did we on these road soaked days.

to be quite honest, your biased opinons are burning up
with ashes laid out to surrender to the rain stained air.
and your book smarts wont help you with what i am;
the man that lost his breath inside a whisp of your hair.
i feel everything and anything, i wish you knew that,
maybe then you could have believed what i felt was real.
i never tasted anything like your incentive on a tuesday
and your insight at three am with the looks you left to steal.
but with bitten back one liners, and a heavy held heart
i couldn't hold onto all of the things you've given to me.
so i'll drink my drink, without you knowing some things;
sorts of things you always knew were important to me.

i've slipped in the middle of circles
with gag rags made to rope.
i've touched difference with my fingertips
just to figure in a form of hope.
i have shirtsleeves full of sweet nothings,
lies and lyrics laced with, it'll all be okay's.
while circles have no beginnings you'll find
neither did we on these road soaked days.

It's alright=] ^

Spilled Perfume

Your voice echoes through my head
Again and again, like a broken record
The last words that you said to me
In my memory, they are stored

You left me standing here alone
Shocked and confused, in the bedroom
With bruises, cuts, heartache and
Broken glasses and spilled perfume

Tears streaming down my face
As I realise you are not coming back
Its over now and always will be
Its your love, that I lack.

Oh, and if i get in trouble for this i'm sorry
but a while back i started a group on myspace for all the p+q people.
and the more ppl that can join the better. right now i have almost 40 people i think...and i'd really like to get more and have conversations on there because right now it's pretty dead.

http://groups.myspace.com/poemsandquotesunite

again, sorry if i get in trouble for this..

This contest closes tomorrow, so last minute people better hurry. ima close it when i get home from school.

Hope i'm not to late, and hope this poem fits!!!!!!!!!! :o]

Mirror

Every morning I wake up I look in the mirror
And I see a girl looking back at me.
She tires to hide her smeared mascara, swollen eyes, and broken heart with a smile.
But even I can see through that.

My twin has the same eyes as me
Eyes that have seen to much heartache
Eyes that have cried to many tears
Eyes that have seen through the lies

My twin has the same lips as me
Lips that have wanted to speak the truth
Lips that have been shut for too long
Lips that have given so much advice

My twin has the same ears as me
Ears that have heard too many lies
Ears that have heard too much crying
Ears that have listened to peoples problems

My twin has the same hands as me
Hands that have dried too many tears
Hands that have written too many words
Hands that have held on for too long

My twin has the same heart as me
Heart that has experienced too much pain
Heart that has been broken more than not
Heart that has let go too many times

Every morning I wake up and look in the mirror
I see a girl looking back at me
She tries to hide her smeared mascara, swollen eyes and broken heart with a smile.
But even I can see through that
Because this girl is just like me

Oops.. sorry.. i just looked up at ur name and it said closed.. SORRY!!! disregard my poem!! super super sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What's going on with this?