Okay, so like I wanted to leave a comment that reflected my feelings and thoughts on this so I'll start by saying

"WOWWWWWWWWZERS OMG U LITTLE STAR"

but even that I feel isn't enough...

I once stressed the sun
to the corner of your
street, crimpled its rays with
my palms to let the
morning touch your
window, through
traffic jam and the scent of
solid waste.

^^Okay, so you started this poem off with your quirky little metaphors and that imagery that always blows me into your scenes.. I feel that "traffic jam" should be "traffic jams" but thats a minor thing here, just didn't read into the flow for me...

...I bloomed to the
pavements; they
were ovbious like a white
bikini string upon
an auburn hip.

^^My Jaw dropped to my feet when I read this part, I love how you wrote the image of tan lines here, that was breathtaking... and WOW This is like damn it, the best image I could possibly get, you are just amazing!!

My kites
flew in a random cadence
and threw the sun to your
lazy bed.

^OMG What else to be said there, that is so you...

I once saw the clouds, slithering-
'tween woolgathering
bonbons nested upon
the sky, through a moon
stuck in the branches-
to your land.

^^To me here Noura, I just felt like you were reminsicing about the past but that even though the past was sad, there was some sweetness and childlike imagery here...with the use of "bonbons"

...I led their
path; they painted poetry
in the air.

I once loved you but
you dropped your
curtains.

^These ending parts were probably the simpler yet most complex because I am unsure of where this went and what it means, the whole poem is so beautiful but I fail to get the message and it may be me, and I hate it if I can't get what it's about...

Noura, I am in awe of this, but I am in awe of you, girl,
17 and just sooo damn talented it is beyond believable yet I love it
xxxxxxx

#$@#$@ ME

This is so awesome. I mean reading this you could see that you had loved this person. That you went and done everything for them, even brought the sun to bring them happiness through everything. Then when there was no love, he closed the curtains so he could not see your love or what you had brought him.

Touching piece. Very well written

x

"I once stressed the sun
to the corner of your
street, crimpled its rays with
my palms to let the
morning touch your
window, through
traffic jam and the scent of
solid waste."

The sun connotes brightness and happiness, but the way you penned this in the beginning somehow gave me a melancholic feeling that this will end sadly, especially with the use of 'once'.
'Solid waste'--well, I don't know how you manage to sound so poetic even when you are introducing such 'things'. You really live up to your name, Poetess :)

"...I bloomed to the
pavements; they
were ovbious like a white
bikini string upon
an auburn hip."

I have to agree that this is one of the most creative use of words to present an imagery filled with your brilliant metaphors, and I was so in awe that I almost did not notice the typo on 'obvious'. The colours here complimented each other as well, great job on that.

" My kites
flew in a random cadence
and threw the sun to your
lazy bed."

This made me think you really want to 'wake' him/her up, but I think that interpretation in itself is a metaphor o,o
Amazing.

"I once saw the clouds, slithering-
'tween woolgathering
bonbons nested upon
the sky, through a moon
stuck in the branches-
to your land."

Again 'once' is so well-placed here. 'Bonbons' and 'nested' give this piece an innocent, dream-like but realistic atmosphere. Bonbons might be clouds, and 'the moon stuck in the branches' is another beautiful imagery. Like those pictures where the moon is full and captured with the branches of the trees. Just breathtaking.

"...I led their
path; they painted poetry
in the air."

What I got here is that the night is cool, the wind is blowing, and the persona is writing a poem. Amazing imagery.

"I once loved you but
you dropped your
curtains."

This shows the persona finally gave up. But has the persona let go?

-X

This poem made me speechless after reading this. Whoa, very beautiful..very impressive and very creative you are, Noura. Your name "The Poetess" is really fit with your cleverness in the poetry. I have nothing to say, but hat's off from this piece. Keep it up, Noura. I really enjoy reading your stuffs..
5/5
~C

OMG Noura, this is so sad and creative. Only you can come up with such unique metaphors.
Oh how I loved it when you said how you stressed the sun to the corners of his street. And how you ended by him dropping down his curtains.

You are such a super talented girl. And I always love the way you write.

Keep it up!

Edit:
And a NOMINATION !!!

"I led their
path; they painted poetry
in the air."

This made the entire poem for me. The rest of the poem was good as well, but this piece stuck out for me more so than anything else.. what imagery and beauty it is here. Gorgeous!

I don't think i can say anything better than anyone else, took the words out of my mouth. 5/5 :)

Congratulations on the win, was very much deserved, I love this poem...

Mother of Trees all beautiful!!!! ;p well deserved win sweets!

Whoa! By just reading the title, I was not ready for the clever trip you were going to take me on with your words! What a nice contrast! The first thing that I loved the most about this poem was the use of imagery. You did such a nice job of describing scenes without it being too dull or overdone. There were just so many directions this poem took me that I don't know where to start! Great use of words such as "slithering" and "nestled." It added a nice atmosphere to the poem.

" they
were obvious like a white
bikini string upon
an auburn hip."
^Wow. What an image! What creativity! I am blown away.

This was such a wonderful piece. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it.

Comment from judging:

The metaphors in this poem are brilliant. I simply love the use of painting poetry in the air, the way bon bons were used (though odd I will admit!), and the idea of stressing the sun to the corners.. so many odd images but vivid and beautiful with such extensive meanings. This was really a great read, one that can make you come up with a new idea every time.