A contest for everone

1. "My Heart"- xToBeWithYoux
2. Laughter of an Angle Dark Secrets
3.Dear You; Sincerely Me -TheWorldFellNU WerentThere
4. Love Isn't Imaginary - Just Like A Tattoo ILL aLways Have you
5. Xx The Fall Of Humpty Dumpty xX -Gem
6. STOP IT
by Spirit
7. Laughter of an Angle
Dark Secrets

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This is a contest were you can write about whatever you like. So just have fun. Winner will get 3 comments and i'm doing this thing were i send poems to friends and i would love it if i could use the winner's poem. I will give you full credie and all that. I will put your name and age. So if you are wanting to this then put the link or poem here. they be old or new. Due date. 1.25 winner will be posted 1.27 Can only be 4 poems per person.
-Sarah

Update: i need at lest 50 or so. if not its ok. and the date has changed. I can't do it the dates posted so i will have to do them 1.30 and winners will be posted the very next day. LOl sorry but i forget about the football game so they will be posted on 1.3.08. sorry - sarah

Greatest Time Of Year~Rictameter

Christmas.
Joyful singing,
Faces lit up with glee,
Giving hearts touching saddened minds,
Spreading pleasure like angels rejoicing.
Couples accepting forgiveness,
Love long ago destroyed,
Kindly renewed,
Christmas.

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Rictameter~

A rictameter is a nine line poetry form. The 1st and
last lines are the same with the syllable count as follows:

line 1 - 2 syllables - same as line 9
line 2 - 4 syllables
line 3 - 6 syllables
line 4 - 8 syllables
line 5 - 10 syllables
line 6 - 8 syllables
line 7 - 6 syllables
line 8 - 4 syllables
line 9 - 2 syllables - same as line 1

I Never Meant To Cower

Speaking to my heart
I dream to feel your touch
Feeble minded worshippers
aren't around all that much

They've set their goals and dreams
to hold me closely every night
But none seem to compare
to the one who holds me right

Forget the devils whispering
remember what we know
For, I can't live another day
without our love to show

Hidden from the deepest minds
I never meant to cower
but society has this hold on me
that's draining all my power

Bliss - Life Is A Dance

The music of life is the sound of your heart.
Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum.
I hum to the tune as I lean on your chest,
Hearts beating as one, a harmony.

Life is the dance your music was made for.
We dance together in our part of forever.
We don't know the steps, or how it should end.
But we don't mind, happiness has arrived.

This is what I call, bliss.

Your memories are the costumes of the dancers.
Flowing colour in every corner of my mind.
I close my eyes and your face is there,
Etched so delicately into my memory.

And you, my love, are the lights in the room,
Glorious sunshine pouring through the window.
The heat on my skin, just as you are now,
Wrapping your arms around me.

Keeping me warm, keeping me safe,
This is what we were made for.

Each other.

And this is how we stay.

Forever.

Servility of Love

Your voice makes me smile; so sanguine.
With the Euphoric joy I take in from you.
I cant explain how I feel.
Its so profound.
Its like the warm gentle breeze in the summer morning.
Like the calm but majestic wave of the ocean.
I'm chained to this servility of Love.
You pull out my faith.
you bring about my candor.
You reveal my soul upon the world.
Your world clashes with mine with thoughts,
With feelings so incisive.
I see the world with much to be disdained.
Then I see you with truism of hope.
I'm with you,
And our lives; Our Love shall be transcendent.
Forever.

Dear You; Sincerely Me

Dear You;

I've been down and back on this battered old road;
I don't want to go back down there again,
I've lost my pride and my courage,
Even when I saw the dangers I would encounter,
I kept walking, risking the walk and the fall.

Here I am again, crying in the same old bedroom,
I've felt lost in for years on end,
I've cried so hard and my words speak to the air,
Yet my bed is the only thing that listens,
Comforting is long gone, pain is here now.

My body is long pass warranty,
For the suns it has seen rise, and the moon fall,
For sixteen years, its been dreaming,
Of a homecoming to a new place,
A new face.

I dwell upon the past,
Playing different scenario's in my head,
If I played a different one, would've he stayed,
Where would I be today,
If only I took a different road to today.

I'm dying inside, my heart is barely beating,
Waiting and hoping to see the next day rise with the sun,
And the next moon be born into the night,
Wondering if the day will set and fall,
Just for me.

I look into a mirror and see a girl,
Beaten and abused to the point where,
She no longer stands proudly as she once did,
But may I ask you a question before I go,
Do you see how broken I am inside?

Sincerely,
Me

[I ALSO HAVE ANOTHER ONE CALLED 'THE WANT OF PERFECT' SO IDK IF YOU WANT TO READ THAT ONE YOU CAN OR I CAN ENTER IT HERE BUT I DIDN'T KNOW IF IT'S ONE POEM PER PERSON]

Old or new?? x

Http://www.best-love-poems.com/poems.php?id=1070487

Yesterday Is Dead

by NyellMoonlight

Masterpiece of affliction wounds imagination,
vendetta speaks for itself all over again,
as if I'm a victim of thy horrid usurpation,
clinging to the words you'd never say,
writing the hell away to some distant constellation.

Yesterday is dead- drowned
along with your senseless mind-games,
pathetic hemorrhage of wordplays,
prematurely buried with the heart's flames.

You're the best definition of a hallucination-
brainwash, suicidal in it's glorification.
I'd rather plead for solemn salvation,
immunity to the touches of thy thorns and petals,
yet the soul succumbs to sordid infatuation.

I'm guessing we're allowed to post another poem?

This is "My Heart"

Beaming a smile across your way,
When the sun shines each day,
It's just my little way of saying
*I love you*

When those kisses show real trust,
Letting you go when I must,
I'm still there, at your side, saying
*I love you*

Meeting your exes is so hard,
You laughing and joking with no regard,
To how hard it is getting for me to keep saying
*I love you*

I knew that it is going to end,
I keep hoping my heart will mend,
I hope I will keep saying,
*I love you*

"Let's now leave the best behind us,
Don't turn back, don't make a fuss"
They weren't my words, but I can't keep saying
*I love you*

You'd Never Start My Fire

by NyellMoonlight

Beseech tainted senses to start bleeding again
because I tasted death and brittle deities, already
fought with clouds formed to represent sentinels
somewhere behind eyelids of all those broken auras.

She took one life away tonight- Music flies, whispering
over fields soaked with liquefied, sapphire imagination.
I had it all within one lucid, cerulean second-
there's some shattered light hanged behind the window.

Epicenter of the divinity revolves around catastrophes
- you'd never start my fire, indeed,
yet- dabbled emotions spill honey disasters over thoughts;
Beseech my tainted senses, implore silent tears.

Stupid Me

by Spirit

I'm stupid, completely and utterly
thought I knew what I was getting into
You warned me but I wouldn't listen,
and least of all to you

I've never felt so blind, so ignorant,
so unworthy of a second chance
never before have I longed for one
but when stuck in a rut one can't advance

I wanted something I couldn't have
the glamor, and the shine
I entirely failed to notice
how you were already mine

*thanks for the chance, and hope you like it.

Finger Painting

Kneeling on a brown stool, slouching slightly,
Apple red curls bouncing off her blue dress.
Deep green eyes jaunty, a heart so genial,
Her tiny hands gingerly painting a masterpiece.

Two fingers orange, three fingers purple,
Creating divergent lines on cream paper.
Glancing up to catch her teacher's eye,
She receives a heartfelt smile of wonder.

More fingers swim gleefully in the rainbow sea,
Then find their way hastily back to dry land.
Adding elaborate patterns one by one,
Paint splashing and veering left and right.

A lively laugh echoes through the classroom,
Enlightening every ear that happens to hear it.
For nothing could measure the amount of fun,
She was experiencing through finger painting.

Hands sticky, and face smeared with green paint,
A satisfied sigh escapes from her shining lips.
Wishing for the clock to just sit and stop,
But alas, good times must come to an end.

"A job well done," her teacher calls out,
"What exuberant colors and creativity!"
The little girl's heart soars many feet above,
As she leaves her table, her head up high.

Kk

Xx The Fall Of Humpty Dumpty xX

Everyone knows the nursery rhyme
Of Humpty Dumpty and his wall
But one thing just doesn't make sense
Why would he suddenly fall?

You see, old Humpty had good balance
It was a very well known fact
He used to be a tight rope walker
And he never fell off that

There's no way he could have fell
Not even with a windy gust
There's only one explanation
Humpty Dumpty was obviously pushed!

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2008

Xx In the nightside of Eden xX

The clouds are gathering, marring the moon
Which glows in full, illuminating the room
He sits in the corner, clutching onto his chair
Feeling the bristles of his fast growing hair

A sharp sudden jolt makes his body jerk
As the moonlight shines, things go berserk
He lets out an agonized, blood curdling howl
That soon transforms into a blood thirsty growl

The chair is knocked over and broken in two
With a furious snarl, he smashes it through,
The window not caring if anyone hears
The werewolves arrived, it's what everyone fears

His matted fur is tangled and stained
With the blood of his victims he's already gained
Yellow teeth gleam in the misty moonlight
This time of the month is the werewolves night

His hungry black eyes darting out of control
This is the result of selling your soul
Nobody is safe whilst the moon is still full
In the night side of Eden, is the human race cull

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

*Cull - When something is killed off

Xx Thorned Beauty xX

Red velvet petals, soft to the touch
Never has one rose inspired so much
A scent so calming, beautiful and true
Enriched by the sparkling diamonds of dew

Yet underneath the gentle exterior waits
A warrior protecting these heavenly gates
Sharp thorns run up this slim stem of green
Proving not everything is as it seems

This thorned beauty teaches a lesson, take heed
How something so gorgeous evolves from a seed
Standing so tall, so delicate yet strong
Standing for love, for whats right and wrong

Rich ruby reds, glistening with tears
A fragile masterpiece, matured over years
Beauty and strength come together as one
Inspiring more hearts as this life goes on

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

Xx Cerulean Tinged Waves xX

Dolphins
Splashing playfully
Topaz coloured droplets flying high
Wildly yet gracefully somersaulting
Sunlight glistening through highlighted sprays
Beautifully dancing, leaping, twirling
Cerulean tinged waves rolling gently
Synchronized dance
Freedom

- Reflection -

Freedom
Dance synchronized
Gently rolling waves tinged Cerulean
Twirling, leaping, dancing beautifully
Sprays highlighted through glistening sunlight
Somersaulting gracefully yet wildly
High flying droplets coloured Topaz
Playfully splashing
Dolphins

*Gem*

Copyright©GemmaStott2007

My four poems =)

Wings Of Glory

As I rest my head down wearily,
And my eyelids begin to close,
Your ongoing love shields me nearly,
Safe in your protection I dose.

My guardian angel forever beside me,
Extending your golden wings where I lay,
Like a comforting blanket no one can see,
Just like the whispering wind in May.

If someone asked to take a glance,
I couldn't prove a thing to them,
Not even your signature stance,
Or distinguish if you're a her or him.

People can think my mind's gone insane,
That it is a stage someday I'll get past,
But my rock hard faith I will always sustain,
And your determination will fully last.

Nails In Hand~Quatern

Jesus knew what He had to do,
To open the gates of Heaven.
Crucified on a wooden cross,
Enduring the harsh suffering.

He was whipped and stripped brutally,
Jesus knew what He had to do.
Soldiers mocked His glorious name,
They spat on the face of Our Lord.

Yet not once did Christ turn around,
But instead took and lived with pain.
Jesus knew what He had to do,
To save us from our sinful fate.

A crown of thorns, piercing His head,
As nails were hammered in His flesh.
Angels from above mourned and weeped,
Jesus knew what He had to do.

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Quatern~

A quatern has four stanzas, each stanza has four lines. Every line has eight syllables only. It doesn't have to rhyme, but it does follow a specific pattern of line repetition. The first stanza's first line is repeated as the second stanza's second line, the third stanza's third, and the final stanza's fourth.

Unborn

by NyellMoonlight

I paint this sorrow to match your eyes
filled with emerald dew of the words unspoken-
unborn promises die on bloody lips,
left to burn within single crystal tear.

I'm probably mistaken, so fragile,
succumbing to the fantasies of broken glass-
unborn ambiguity shatters frail heart,
a crate filled with rubies of your sentences.

Teary words moisten bruised skin,
holding frantic mind beneath the ardent skies-
unborn poetry clings to open wounds,
planting seeds of vacancy within every sigh.

Empathetic Hemorrhage

by DarkSpirit

Antagonism towards quotidian eyes intumesces with blood;
behind denials of monochrome imperia
lays the fact that we can absolutely alter surface of the wind,
by rotating switchers inside of us.

Darkness frees from the loneliness,
rising parallel with the underground of infinite.

Two of them are everything to me,
Sun and the Earth,
they recast on the boundary of eldritch,
never into one,
but both embed the wildest dreams into my faith.

Imagination pulsates, immerged into the song of the Umbra
which glided down from her lips.
Carbon dioxide, which she produces,
is my other home,
and her eyes always stare directly into mine, mercilessly.
She is my eternal lover,
and each of our kisses is my next poem.

She is rotating all switchers inside of me.

From her lips blood gushes
when she dives through my arteries,
and specific empathy defines
sky and the earth,
when she opens me and, from my confessions
and sketches of different welkins,
creates text for the song of the Umbra.

Then she sympathize
with my genius darkness,
which she frees when we are alone.

Death is the only enigma bigger than the life,
and she is the only enigma bigger than the death.

We are not cliche.
When our tongues merge
I create,
die,
and only then I am truly alive.

Labyrinth

by DarkSpirit

Analyzing anemic agony
fading; painlessly
I see your conscience
fluctuates, inexplicably.
Your souls are candles,
and wax melts.

Stone Pillows of Our Czar Reindeer

by DarkSpirit

Injustice takes a photo of the world,
unfolding pictures of her sadistic children
which run between the lines;
still, those are progenies of our Czar Reindeer,
of the one who lead us all, through this clough,
and his wife,
who weaved silky cloak to this planet.

You have whole moon,
can I, at least, get
one crumbled sparkle
to waste it on desponding
above illusions which are parasites of naivety,
changing it into slave bought with loomed sacredness?

Satellites recorded depths of Earth,
against which walk we,
endemic and masochistic;
satellites emit
lacerated viscera of slashed giant panda,
against which we, consequences of provoked atoms,
are riding suicidal drive on back of Czar Reindeer.

So put a head on stone pillow,
and swallow a pill,
let golden production do its job,
after surgery you will feel almost
like you have right to breathe oxygen
with the rest of clones and clowns
with personality disorder,
which, blankly, smile
posing to Injustice.

Anticlimactic
by Melpomene

I awoke,
to the presence
of a ghost.
"Darling don't go."
-You incinerate me.
How can something
so beautiful
haunt my soul.
Anticlimactic.
"Darling don't leave."
I can't breathe.
-Goodbye.

Another nightmare,
Where could you be?
as we fade into
eternity, someone
in the world lies.
"Forevers not so bad"
-I promise.
You held my life
in you're palm
and yet you lost yours.
Pathetic, the way
revolving doors swing.

"Darling don't go"
Every time I wake
you expire into the
nothingness you came.
Sometimes life seems
pointless; Tiring.
"Darling don't leave"
I can't breathe.
Goodbye.

-I miss you.

Ode to the Teenager/Self-Discrimination
by Spirit

Somebody help us
Give us some assist
Don't listen to what we say
Do stop if we resist

Aid us with your ears
Protect us with your prayer
Show us how with silence
Don't let us know you care

Try to keep us safe
Know when you should speak
Don't worry about our response
Know which promises to keep

We are those who hate themselves
We are the pressured ones
We are the children full of doubt
We're your daughters; we're your sons
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STOP IT
by Spirit

Stop it, stop it I say,
why do you two still fight?
What's happened to eternal love
or did that also slip your sight

It's your fault I act like this
always alone and scared
and now that my little brother's born
Parenthood? I'm not prepared.

What? Don't you understand?
That every time you yell
I grab him and run out the door
our life's a living hell.

I'd runaway, but I can't leave him
alone with all your lies
Still I can not take him
So I'll hold him while he cries.

This isn't my job, I'm too young for this
What happened to my dreams
now my life's falling apart,
I'm tearing at my seams.

At night while he sleeps in my room,
and you both have settled down
I sit down in the shower
the water pounds me in the ground.

I cry, and I cry
wishing life was better.
Still I'm sitting by my self,
in this shower, getting wetter.

If only life was simple
If only you two wouldn't fight
If only you both knew,
What I go through every night.
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Little Birdie
by Spirit

Hey little Birdie listen close
This news I must tell
I know something you don't know
Little Birdie you'll go to hell

You told them all my secrets
all my hope and all my schemes
You've told them all my desires
You've ruined all my dreams

Little Birdie you I no longer tell
the thoughts that I hold dear
Be thankful bird for I haven't told
everyone your fears

For now I only hate you
You wouldn't keep your voice hushed
Little Birdie please just go
It is you I no longer trust
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Thought that I could post 3 more to help with your goal of 50

Win Me Again With That Smile

Come, sweep me off my feet
With that smile so bitterly sweet.
Fix this restless heartbeat:
Again, once more, where shall we meet?

Black shadows under eyes,
The curious looks you despise.
Seeing through my disguise,
I cannot tell any more lies.

Please, I want to end this,
But there are things that I will miss:
Intoxicating kiss.
Bound to forever reminisce.

Avoid the tears I'll cry,
Here, take my hand, and we can fly.
Dodge the looming goodbye.
Let our broken hearts soar too high.

I could walk life alone:
No, you will always be my own.
But to stay on this throne
Means these heart strings will be unknown.

Giving reasons like trial,
Attempts to forget aren't worthwhile.
You know I'm versatile,
So, win me again with that smile.

Laughter of an Angle

His tongue has sturdy bumps
On from which they descend
Souring high and cracking
Up unto the very end

Echoing across the hall
Like rapid music to the ears
Yet when he holds me tight
Soothing heartbreak it appears

Crackling as a candle flame
Clashing as romantic seas
Sunset with all its glory
With his laughter disappears.

Stay
by Silhouette fairy

If only, if only
saying something so simple,
from this poor soul's heart
could make you stay,
I'd say every word

if only, if only
the simple words would fall out
telling you everything i think
if it would make you stay
I'd let the tears of my heart fall.

Abstract Boulevard
by Silhouette fairy

Running down this wild track
twisting, turning, up and down
not know how to get out
i stop.
looking about me
surrounded by light
feeling no warmth
falling from the sky
like ash from a fire
the touch, cold.
again i move
not knowing the way
following the petals
where they lead,
i will never know
trusting instinct i turn
leaving the path
through the trees
walking across roots
they reach out
like little hands
grasping nothing
but then inward they turn
the end very low
i follow deep underground
slowly things go dark
then bright again
and now in a meadow
touching the wild grasses
i reach out
like the roots once did
then sitting i wait
waiting for you to come
and come you must
for you wished it so.

Imagination's Flight
by Silhouette fairy

Confused and bewildered
out comes a whimper,
not loud and shrill,
but a cry against will.
up the path follows the dog
only to reveal the log
upon which he sits
spitting out pits
of the passion fruit
finally the bug hits the suit
he fans him in dismay
and rests his head in a way,
a way that no contortionists can.
almost as if there's a third man
but no,
he is alone
even if the bull frog
that was once on the log
was there
well they'd be an odd pair
for that image would be so grand,
to see that man rest his hand
upon that frog
oh and shall we forget the dog
the dog which found him
but what is it with them
for none are real
no heart to feel
all just an imagination's sight
to watch take flight.
oh yes, somewhere the dog
will find this frog
and that day
the man just may
rest his hand on that head.

I don't know how you feel about explicit poems but if you wouldn't mind reading one here is the link

http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/explicit/poems.php?explicit=1&id=1098864