Title Toss Voting :)

Well, here are all the poems from the challenge. Please read each one, and PM me with your 2 votes. Example:

1st - poem 1
2nd - poem 2

Your 1st vote will get 10 points, and 2nd vote will get 5 points. So please make sure you all vote twice!

Voting closes Saturday night, and I will announce winner on Sunday.

Good luck all.
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#1
In Time

In time just like a clock on the wall
our batteries too will die,
And there will be no more ticking
Nor tocking... just a clock on the wall
That people will watch
And wonder, is this the right time?

But when is the right time?
if not when its batteries are fully charge?
that the clock creates in minds
The illusion that any hour, is indeed the right time!

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#2
Years of silence

I had enjoyed the peace
before my head was overflowing
with so much thoughts.

My secret is echoing on
the tip of my tongue
wanting to scream out to
be heard.

The helpless silence of
reality lies still like a
blackout.

All these years of silence
wants my voice to be
finally heard.

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#3
Shelter From The Storm

Smokey
grey clouds
blanketed the sky
overshadowing me promising
a torrential wet and gloomy rainfall
I stopped to put up my shelter that would protect me from the drizzle.
And
then
after
A
Rain-
bow
forms
with
all
its
vibrance

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#4
A Husband's Appreciation

She has borne up with my idiocies
for years of silence, muted
due to her love of my greater being,
which, at times, it seemed
only she could see.

It is because of my cognizance
of this plain fact that I try to act
in ever decreasing stupidity
hoping to live up to her belief
in who I might become.

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#5
The Incomplete Poetry

Today, I decided to write about you
and tell the world
what you mean to me.

--

We were together,
a hundred memories before,
but out of sight doesn't always mean
out of mind- at least when its you!
Still, I thought words would bottle
every fragrance of yours
within a poetry which belonged to us
and that I would leave it behind
as a remembrance of our incomplete story.
But, the paper was scribbled with
pointless circles and incomplete words

.

.

.

Emotions sometimes are too shy to speak!

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#6
Empty Eyes

Stare at a white ceiling
Not seeing not hearing
Just looking at nothing
but one thing
Death

God embraced another soul
Welcoming His child
Once again He said
"Welcome home child"

Red roses bloomed
On the day Death held his hand out
To a child of five & said
"Take my hand the pain is gone now"
Letting the body to stare at nothing
But the soul saw everything

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#7
In Time

One will join humanity
While another fares ado to the
position they held
Grace will not be in a farewell,

Years can go by yet none see the value
of past moments
Hearing now to the history of yesterday
Is never quite enough

Birthing & dying is all the same
Ying &yang in everything
Time comes when you see
In time & wave your hand

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#8
The men in green

she was afraid of the men in green
during the years of silence:
their truth was made of stainless steel and bodies.
(And her heart was too small
to understand darkness)

One pallid day, they kidnapped hell,
creating a new order for the lambs,
after the march of the hundred thousand.
it was 1968 and life was censored.

whenever she looks back in time,
there is a girl reading in the shadows,
feeding her demons, dreading the light.
but the men in green are still there,
asking the same question
she can't answer.
So, tell me you now.
you who were brought up
in the dark:
what are wings for when
you long forgot how to fly?

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#9
Alpha & Omega

From the Alpha in a fraternity
to pointless circles in eternity
each individual has a goal
not to mention an endless soul
some believe begins at points
like the pinions of the joints
of heavenly angel wings
and the flight the pivot brings
in celestial cycles with no end
no philosopher could rescind .

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#10
Audience in your Hand

She thought you wanted control, that
you and I were great conspirators of an
ancient Greek city the myths greedily
chased after.
I know you, and you're nothing like an
Emperor who rules a naive Empire.
So while she believes you control
others, influencing me to follow like a
horse grazing on dead summer grass,
I will know the truth.
And that will be enough for now,
as the sun sets and you breathe
for no one but yourself.

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#11
Compulsory Tears

I was never told when to cry...

My father never drafted up a schedule,
never held a timer to my skull, shouting,
"after these angry words I will make you
lose your mind."

No, these tears were always my own and
soon, I molded them to be almost
nonexistent,
only crying when night could shield me,
protect my identity.

And now, I am able to cry and not worry
who may see.
For I know if you catch me, you will not
shudder away, but reach out like a
dreamer to a rainstorm,
understanding that rain needs
to fall in order to heal the earth.

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#12
Shelter From The Storm

Day is almost night
I refuse to lose this fight
I've fooled around much too long

As I check out my past
I know that I've been last
But in you I still hold strong

Give me the strength I need
to be able to succeed
And in you I'll be able to stand

Night is now day
It does not matter which way
By you Grace on my feet I always land

But to everyone I know
I'll show your purpose and my goal

For in you, I AM ABLE TO STAND.

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#13
Years of Silence:

A few weeks ago this little girl
who's really not so little anymore
turned nineteen and her only
birthday present was a court summons
to see the man she hates the very most.

She had a story to tell
not too long ago, but she
didn't know where to write it
and nobody knew how to listen.

Well, today, she saw that man
she answered everyone's questions
to the best of her ability
and I wonder how bad that taste.

And as they told her
to step down from the stand
she looked into the judge's eyes

and said,

"Please sir, let me say
one thing more, for the jury,
for my mother, for you, and
for myself. Please?"

Well, normally he would have
sadly, quietly told her no,
but considering the nature of the case,
the story to be told, he nodded,

"Go ahead, Darling."

So that little girl, with fading
cherry hair and brown eyes so smooth,
stood up and looked everyone in the eye:

"We have all done something and felt terrible,
maybe we ate the last cookie in the jar
and did not know how to tell our parents,
or maybe we broke our friend's favorite toy
and tried to hide it, when we were young.
Others have done bigger things,
things that kill innocence and pieces of people
before they are ready to die.

There is one person in this room who cut me
many years ago, I will forgive him, but to this day
I am still bleeding. I don't think
he gets that.

He scarred my mother and countless others,
little girls who didn't know what they were doing,
people who just needed a friend,
and this is all they get,
him in a trial pleading not guilty
when he knows he in fact is.

This whole room knows he is.

I have forgiven him.

But I don't think others will.
They don't know him the way I do.
I'm sorry, but they don't and he
is a bastard, a filthy, slimey,
disgusting, twisted bastard.

It's time you realize that, Dad."

With that, she stepped off the stand,
walked out of the room, and sobbed right outside the door.

That is why people need to listen
to everything they hear,
not to pick up sounds they think they understand
but to comprehend the pain in each one.

So more people do not end up
like this poor wilting rose.

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Some very lovely pieces here! Great job everyone!

Yes, "Great job everyone!" They get harder to judge every time

I agree that each time is more difficult to judge they are really good