Quietness

Everyone sees a person in class, at the coffee shop, on the public bus, on the street. No words are exchanged between you. Write a poem to this person, OR explaining this person.

Have fun!
Prizes:
First prize: Six comments from me and I will post you on my darkstarlings site.

Second prize: Three comments from me.

Thrid prize: Two comments from me.

Good luck!
(Contest ends on Friday, March 31st)

Hey.. that is a wonderful idea... ok, i'll definetly post one poem..

much love,
ipsita

I stare around, not really caring
As the teacher rambles on
I feel myself just staring
Nothing seems so wrong

I look around, check to see
If something will catch my eye
Looking to my left, then over to my right

I think of the boys I cared about
And now know I cannot love them
Those did not compare
To the one I truly found

Yet still I stare at that one person
That used to be my crush
Their angelic face and wide, broad shoulders
Once seemed to be quite lush

Although I now know someone else
I love quite well
I can never let this person know
That I used to have a deep infatuation
And how my blush did grow

I try to turn away
But from the corner of my eye
I see him staring at me
Blue peircing brown in the sky

I wonder why life is this strange
Why here, why now?
I can't help but simply stare
I don't understand right now

I remember their innocent smile
Their pearl white teeth
I knew he was close
But he's not the guy for me

can it be for a group of persons rather than just a single person?
can it be just a description of a place?

Dreamer: Be As You Are (If you like it I'd love comments so check out my profile)

She knew there were miracles but she couldn’t touch one.
Freckled face with sun-kissed hair, she couldn’t see beauty.
Blue eyes sad like the ocean longing for the faith of the sea.
Broken heart shattered along the glass road of eternity.

Pastel skin dimming lights that were golden in her eyes.
Wheat fields used to be her dream escape from her reality.
She needed the open sky where clouds were cotton candy.
Billowing sails from boats releasing ties from the shore.

She knew there were miracles.
God never showed her much grace.
Dying inside without the light of flames igniting her world.
Couldn’t see that girl who lived within her. Who they saw.
She desired for the islands maybe a ranch out west
Where you can be as you are.

yeah, that would work

UNHEALED WOUNDS...

I can see the swarm of people there,
all are aloof and no one is cared.
lost in their own world of pains,
they are hurt and thats the reason they are here.

In the wine of their glasses,
they find their faces unknown.
its hard for them to identify themselves
as they are so aloof, so alone.

They cry out their words so loud,
and burst out their anger filled-in.
they try to vommit their heart out of their mouth,
but keep on drinking whisky and gin.

They swollow every peg of drink down their throat,
and bring them out through their crying eyes.
the tears are not just salted droplets but,
its the pain and grief which lies inside.

People come and forget themselves,
by talking to the strangers they never know.
shouting "cheers" so loud to hide their pain
their grief is lessen and pain is so low.

Some come here bcoz they are cheated,
some to reduce their grief.
some come here to forget their beloved,
and some come here for ease.

This place is a world to them,
where they can do what they wish to.
they are away from this world so cruel,
which gives them the pains and unhealed wounds too...

BY BHARTI

i think i m clear in my above poem that its about a scene from PUB.

to the silent "stranger"

why're you sitting there
staring at me
why dont you say something
for a change

any one word
can make the difference
dont just sit there
staring at me

this is the fourth year
of you in my classes
of you staring at me
with a word of anything

maybe this is your year
just talk and tell me
what you wnat
and maybe ill give it to you

so my dear you're sitting
there thinking of me
so how about coming
and talking to me.

~No Emotions Shown~

Nothing sketchy, nothing fake,
no more lies, too much at stake.
Everything I say is real.
What I say, I feel.
Too much time wasted arguing,
too little time spent on important things.
I've let too many people slip away,
but this will all change one day.
When I find that one who truly sees,
all thats good inside of me.
But until that day I wait alone,
til' that day no emotions shown.

~Sean Dohr~

wen will u judge????

If Tink is not going to judge the competition, would anyone else be willing to judge?

Will Judge once again...Seems like Tink likes to make Contests, and not Judge them.

Anyways I will wait till Friday and if no Results are up...Then I will Judge.

~Joe~

Alright, today is Friday and I am going to do what I promised.

I will have the Winners up here in about 2 to 3 hours, maybe longer...but they will deffenitly be posted today.

Thank you, Joe

Ok, here are the winners, I took the liberty to judge, for Tink was over due once again (contest supossed to end on March 31th)

(1st place) goes to Sean Dohr for ~No Emotions Shown~

(2nd place) goes to PURE HEART for UNHEALED WOUNDS...

(3rd place) goes to Kaylee Rose for Dreamer

Congratulations to everyone that won. You all did an amazing job.

To those of you that didn't win, I'm sorry and better luck next time you all had great poems.

P.S. it will take a while for me to comment on the winners, so be paitiant

Thank you, Joe

Wow, thanks sooo much. I would have never expected to win my first competition. All the poems were great. Italian Stallion, thanks again fo judging. : )

~Sean Dohr~

No Problem...someone has to do it.

all the poems where great.

I have yet to comment, but I will by tonight...I promise.

Thanks again, Joe

Alright, The comments have been made to the winners.

awesome job all of you.

~Joe~

thank u so much...its mean a lot to me....
congrats to all other winners!