Nyell's New Contest *Titled*

RESULTS IN THE BOTTOM!

01. Three poets per title
02. Three titles per poet
03. No form/ rhyming scheme needed
04. If you write formed poem, explain the form
05. Deadline: 19th January
PM me if you have questions!

Prises:

1st place: 10 r/r/c-s
2nd place: 8r/r/c-s
3rd place: 5 r/r/c-s
4th place: 3 r/r/c-s
HM: 1 r/r/c

All entries will be commented!

TITLES:

Cosmic Pollution
- I R Jordannn [DONE]
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Spirals of fastened heartbeats
- Decay In The Dark
- Britt [done]
- Jarred [DONE]

Chocolate Memories
- Rex Hunter [DONE]
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World's Mechanism
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Raven's Song
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Gossips and Frustrations
- Britt
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Angelic Disaster
- mOnStRiToS pRiNcEsS
- xPinkDizzyTeacupx
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Hues of Heart's Anatomy
- Decay In The Dark
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Forced Impressions
- Beautiful Chaos [DONE]
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Hesitation between miracles
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Broken Silence
- mOnStRiToS pRiNcEsS
- xPinkDizzyTeacupx
- Tinged Melody [DONE]

Scarlet Fogs
- ReproducedByIntelligence [DONE]
- Tinged Melody [DONE]
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Fragrant brilliance
- Tinged Melody [DONE]
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Epilogue for Fallen Sky
- DarkSpirit [DONE]
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Laced Gloves and Crystallized Illusions
- DarkSpirit [DONE]
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Minefield called "Life"
- SarahDale [DONE]
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I'll whisper my secrets under crimson moon
- Jarred [DONE]
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Creativity that leads to Catastrophe
- Decay In The Dark
- Britt [DONE]
- SarahDale [DONE]

Take my hand
- DarkSpirit
- Rex Hunter [DONE]
- Gem

Bury me inside your screams
- Rex Hunter [DONE]
- ReproducedByIntelligence [DONE]
- xPinkDizzyTeacupx

Traces of Hostility
- Phirion [DONE]
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Murmuring Obsessions
- ReproducedByIntelligence
- Phirion [DONE]
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Have Fun :)

Epilogue for Fallen Sky
Laced Gloves and Crystallized Illusions
Take my hand

Great titles. Thanks :]

Spirals of fastened heartbeats
Hues of Heart's Anatomy
Creativity that leads to Catastrophe

Thanx. ^ ^

Murmuring Obsessions
Bury me Inside Your Screams.
Scarlet Fogs.

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I wanna reserve:
"Angelic Disaster"
&
"Broken Silence"

Please.

Thanks!

Bury me inside your screams, angelic disaster && broken silence please.

Forced Impressions please

Here's two :

Bury Me Inside Your Screams.

Take my hand and play with me
the lyrics dancing about the radio.
Sing me lullabies of summer nights,
filled with love and cherished memories.
Fight back tears when you have to go-
then bury me inside your screams.
That tell the story of your dreadful life.

See those music notes on the chorus line?
Etch them within your skin, darling.
They tell all the words I never said,
and all answers that I didn't know.
Then bury me inside your screams
and when you have to go fight back tears
that tell the story of your dreadful life.

Now, tell me something baby.
Can you hold me tight enough
to make my insides twirl again,
Just one last time to our lyrics?
I love how they dance to the music,
and move to your heartbeat
that lies right on top of mine.

And, I promise you aftewards
You can fight back the tears
when you have to leave me.
And, bury me inside your screams
that tell about your dreadful life -
Just as long as you dance with me
to the lyrics playing on the radio.

Scarlet Fogs.

Chain yourself to the tractor outside,
and fill yourself with tears you've cried.
Burn holes within those worn out jeans,
and make sure you have your helping -
of pepsi's addictive caffiene.

Share your last word with loved ones,
and remember the chain weighs a ton.
So, strengthen yourself before you die
in order not to give up on the first try;
for, death's out to get you in a lie.

"Perfection in a flawless manner",
written across your cars banner.
Let's spray paint what it said,
along with "sucker" on your head,
then open your eyes to the dead -

It's more than words could say,
the feelings put so perfectly -
written about your driver seat,
in writing that's oh so neat -
" Scarlet Fogs Never Defeats"

Can i have

Hesitation between miracles

and Minefield called "Life"

Forced impressions

Take my hand please

I'll reserve Minefield called "Life" and "Creativity that Leads to Catastrophe" please

Forced Impressions

You only see,
What I allow,
First impressions,
Disavow.

The mask is worn,
For quite some time,
A hill of trust,
One must climb.

Acquaintance,
Friend's a title earned,
You learn to shy,
When you've been burned.

Eyes may see,
But they don't hear,
The subtle tests,
Laid out in fear.

Proven,
Your intentions true,
Impressions left,
And now subdue.

TITLE: Minefield Called "LIFE"
BY: SarahDale

Stuck in a minefield of limitless treasures
Bountiful delights can be smoothly collected
Sparkling diverse ornaments of pleasures
Concealed on random walls and floors, protected

Be vigilant and proceed with extreme caution
Hollow cracked grounds can be softly activated
By a single careless mistake and wrong direction
There might be betrayers, select whom to be trusted

ROUGH draft ROADS are abundant along the way
Learn to sweat and PAVE IT with perseverance
THE site is immense and complex for YOU to stray
Don't get lost; tiny instincts must be given clearance

Adversities may appear clueless with zero warning
So fasten YOURSELF and guarantee each moment prepared
For it may be intense that would cause you a suffering
Still, pursue with endurance and don't get easily scared

Fill the wheel borrow by your accumulated ores
Along the path lies tragedy and sudden misfortune
So engage with reflection, strength SHOULD be stored
Power of will is vital, TO stay awake on your vision

SUCCESS waits to those who never easily give up
Within the minefield, opportunities ARE abundant
In life, failures for those who will quit and stop
Exuberant adversities hidden, faith should be constant

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If you noticed, some words are CAPITALIZED, they are done for a purpose, , if you put them together. . . you'll come up with a saying that says:

"THE ROADS TO SUCCESS ARE ROUGH, YOU SHOULD PAVE IT YOURSELF"

TITLE:Creativity that Leads to Catastrophe
BY: SarahDale

Oh My Lord!
Mankind has grown to its full potential
Breakthroughs that brought cosmic advances
Marvelous discoveries for life's essential
Never satisfied, even tiny creatures to enhance

Colossal infrastructures. . .
Sky high wonders. . .
Genetic clones. . .
Nuclear fission. . .

Oh Heavenly Father!
They become too powerful and frightening
As their imaginations brought a tremendous reality
A massive world of their own, so threatening
Cheating Life and Death, as their creativity. . .
Will lead them to a catastrophe. . .

Your valuable teachings. . .
Life's virtues and morality. . .
Customs and beliefs. . .
Diverse religions. . .
They disregard and discard

Oh almighty God!
Day by day they've become more powerful as you
Stretching their capacity to dominate everywhere
Leaving you behind and there's nothing I can do
Had also forgotten even your single bible prayer

Devastation of Nature. . .
Scattered hazardous pollutants. . .
Biological warfare. . .
Erasing thousands of lives. . .
Bringing terror and death. . .

Science and technology had created different inventions
Even designed a tool of destruction to pulverized anything
Biological and nuclear war fares spreading within nations
Just to obtain superiority and power that cause. . .
unstoppable killings

Greed for wealth. . .
Thirst for delights. . .
Lack of righteousness. . .
Screaming for justice. . .
Deficient in Love. . .
Living in chronic strife. . .
Inequality and discrimination. . .
Lost in Peace. . .

My Lord!
I'm sorry for what your living creations had become
I hope am not alone in this horrifying world I'm living
Hope they would be enlightened where they came from
And realize their mistakes and consider you the only. . .
Supreme Being

Will wake up and see. . .
That their creative minds had lead. . .
To self-destruction and catastrophe

Epilogue for Fallen Sky
by DarkSpirit

The world is overcast by moans of fallen stars
mixed with murmurs of shooting-angels,
like the silence was a messenger of death,
arched over reality, absorbing and shattering it.

Epilogue for fallen sky is testament;
bloody expanses of unknown whisper
about swallowing silver that ravaged air.
Intellect wandered, trapped inside chamber of foes.

And the sky fell,
fell, slaving to her twisted will;
now just amorphous words testify of what used to be,
earlier, before quickened metamorphosis that led to silver.

One tear spilled for fallen sky,
now silver bubble is foundation of tomorrows,
and forever, silver oaths will be silver summon
to silver deities that will silver over smitten silhouettes.

...and epilogue for fallen sky became silver.

Laced Gloves and Crystallized Illusions

by DarkSpirit

Dress yourself into crystallized illusions
over the scalds on young hands
and then deceive my hazy mind
with your enchanting song of laced gloves.

It's over, done- heart's impoverished,
amorphous thieves whisper from the inside
oh, yes, I was the one who gave them the key.
Key to...
I can't recall expression in thoughts...

And you touch me over the scars
with your damned hallucinations,
repelling glassy faith into the leftovers of existence,
and I already tasted broken glass,
inside, plunging into...
I can't recall expression in thoughts...

Amnesia represents blessing that I searched for
...and all chaotic notions were uttered.
With your laced gloves you built
bullet of condolence, willfully.

I have a gun, why don't you give me that bullet?
Render the last cog to me
for the mechanism of demented, god-like realizations.

Memory whispers "soul",
but the brain don't recognize the meaning;
I searched through the dictionaries,
but it seem that nobody knows,
or they just can not remember, too.

I can't be what you want me to be,
so I'll satisfy myself with self-pity
before the final battle,
between laced gloves and crystallized illusions.

-- Take My Hand--

Take my hand,
the one soaked in flames
whose palm's absorbing portal
where winged lions and headless wizards peer.

Then we can walk down the silver shores
again, dancing around the point,
towards those seas that flow from your eyes.
I could relieve those written moments
always, again- finding chaos inside of every breath.

No, I can't recall all colors and names
that rotated through darkened dimensions,
but that's irrelevant before the fragility of our figures
while the lines of cosmos rupture with demonic obduracy
announcing entwining of nothingness and the greatest efforts.

I'll repeat to silent colossuses
(who flout somewhere, invisible to the eye)
that I understand construction of red canals,
so, take my hand,
not with your palm that holds the window
to awakened stars and prudent dragons
take it with your soul,
where the fire- I suppose- begun.

Take my hand
-- while the obscurity swallows worlds--
take my hand
-- show all asleep illusions--
take my hand
-- while bloody eyes represent sanctuary--
take my hand
-- bewitch white walls--
take my hand...

Hues of Heart's Anatomy

Shades of gray revealing ardent grief and refusal to beat.
Sombre remains of scars and stitches left for me to read.
Complacent ego seeks refuge in the icy veins of elegy,
weaving illusive colors that fades in slumbered eulogy.

Fatigue smiles slowly wallow in self-induced emotion,
complimenting the color of death in inevitable abberation.
Feel the tint of envy drained in suffocated breaths,
racing against static heartbeats that invoked frustrated wraths.

Venom of blatant hatred burns in heartless eyes,
masking any sympathy or truth that reside within lies.
The bared tinge in igniting the paleness of my rage,
will obscure the sephia message of a colorfast page.

This epic trails of a tragedy in plethora of deception,
seeking refuge in salutationof a mind chained to submission.
There is something in the way your forlorn eyes remain speaking to me,
slipping discreet signs within the decadent in hues of heart's anatomy.

Creativity leads to catastrophe

Take this paintbrush, paint serpentine swirls of tragic monody.
Skipping stones of the imagination in our oddity.
Belated smiles twitched savagely with twisted impatience,
to commence the dreaded perfidy in stilted remissions.

The art of the breath in your mind driven to create,
this painting of mutilated fear which we illuminate.
Words that we blatantly waste upon each other's ego,
spelt the tone of defeat without a reason to follow.

A mind of a thausand souls trapped in a delirium,
writhing and begging to be released from a static odium.
Unlock this eyes that seeks refuge in cowardice,
to amend the wisdom of sanity in solitary lies.

Indulge in this self-induced moment of abberation,
stealing frozen glimpse of winter-stained demolition.
Wander and deplore into self-contained injury,
these fantasy whined for their presence to be an enemy.

A pen that writes of a world seen by abstract eyes,
replaced by a mind that follows in the breath of colored lies.
Minority thoughts estranged from a change of memory,
so nothing can amend this when creativity leads to catastrophe.

It was really difficult to judge this, so many amazing poems were entered...

1st place: 10 r/r/c-s- Decay In The Dark- Creativity leads to catastrophe

2nd place: 8r/r/c-s- DarkSpirit- Laced Gloves and Crystallized Illusions

3rd place: 5 r/r/c-s- Britt- Spirals Of Fastened Heartbeats

4th place: 3 r/r/c-s- Rex Hunter- Bury Me Within Your Screams

HM: 1 r/r/c- I R Jordannn- Cosmic Pollution

Thanks everybody for participating! :)

Wow, great, thanks!
I am so happy, this was exciting contest and these titles gave me a lot inspirations :]
Congrats to all!

Oh, gosh! thanx nix for telling me about this. ^ ^

and thanx for the placing nyell. ^ ^ congrats to all the winners too!