your first poem....

last date is 9th...

hi all!
there is always a first time.....rite?
so here is a contest 4 ur very first poem......

rules:
1. honestly post ur very first poem
2. 1 poem per person ( offcourse!!!)
3. can be related to any topic like love, friendship, etc.
4. plz mention from whom u wer inspire to write the very first time..

CONTEST WILL CLOSE ON 9TH APRIL, 2006

so just chk ur first poem........and post it now!

rewards:

1st- 5 comments and votes on ur poems of my choice.
2nd- 3 comments and votes
3rd- 2comments and votes

so just go for it!!!!!!!!

Desperate Cries For Love

Promise me nothing short of a miracle.
I don't need anything more than that.
One unanswered prayer from long ago.
Something I thought I needed to survive.
Bring me some faith when I need it the most.

Promise me nothing short of true love.
Someone who could satisfy my thirst for life.
Who could understand the trouble I had been brewing.
Who could find even the smallest ounce of longing
buried deep inside of my aching heart.

Promise me nothing short of inspiration
at the moment when I wonder who I am.
When words might one day fail even me.
When I might find it hard to speak my hurt.
Bring me these things, Lord, when I need them most.

Promise me nothing short of a miracle.
I don't need anything more than that.
One unanswered prayer from long ago.
Even if I had not been the one asking.
Let me be somebody's chance for a miracle.

The Invisible Force

You say that you love me,
you say that you care.
But when I'm around,
it's as if I'm not there.

I vowed I'd love you,
till my dying day.
It was your decision,
you didn't want to stay.

But I don't want to blame you
and it wasn't me.
So let's just say it was an
invisible force no one can see!

*Not sure who inspired it. My two best friends wrote poetry and forced me to write a poem, because I said I was encapable of writing.

obviously this post doesnt count any more

~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~

Nobody Know's
by Italian Stallion

You still want me to come around
and I like the way it sounds
but overtime you slipped away
and there's only one thing I can say
Nobody knows the way I really feel

As i sit here playing my guitar
all i think about is you
and the times we spent together
are the memories that will last forever
but overtime you slipped away
and there's only one thing I can say
Nobody knows the way I really feel

For today is a new beginning
and i can't say i don't care for you
as i sit here playing my guitar
all i think about is you

And the times we spent together
are the memories that will last forever
but overtime you slipped away
and there's only one thing I can say
Nobody knows the way I really feel

You say you want me to stay around
well, I don't know if I can
all i think about is you
and I think it would be to painfully
for overtime you slipped away
and there's only one thing I can say
Nobody knows the way I really feel

*This isn't really a poem, it's more of a song

Fade Away
by Alyson

Theres rain on the windowsill
Theres pain at the door
This hopelessness is affecting me
Its rotting out my core

I stare out the window
At the raindrops that fall
I rush out the door
I run down the hall

The darkness surrounds me
The spiders there creep
I slow to a walk
Not murmering a peep

A dove flies through the window
It lands upon my arm
It signals peace is near
That I will come to no harm

It sits upon my shoulder
Tries to encourage me to walk
I try to move forward
My legs feel like wooden blocks

The dove flies away
I feel so alone
The peace has left me
I let out a groan

I continue in silence
Walking down the dark hallway
The lonliness grows to intense
Into the darkness I fade away

Bonfire Night
by Kim (age 10)

The pile of flammable waste sits in the middle of the field,
surrounded by stones to stop it from spreading.
Guy Fawkes is on the top,
waving goodbye as someone lights the fire beneath him.
Crackling fills the air as the flames grow stronger,
climbing to the top of the bonfire,
racing each other.
The people of the town stand around watching,
laughing, joking,
chasing each other.
Waving sparklers in the air and warming themselves in the flames given off by the fire.
As the flames lick the sky
the people down below are exclaiming at the many colors in the bonfire's midst.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple...and others which are indistinguishable.
Oohs and aaaaaahs are heard as the fireworks start.
A wail...
A bang...
and yet more colors fill the air, turning the clouds pink and gold.
Then...
Another Rocket,
Golden Rain,
more Jumping Jacks.
Purple, green, red, blue, yellow.
Everyone cranes their necks to follow the next ones on their journey to the sky,
then they watch as the fireworks burst, flooding the heavens with color.

When the fireworks have finished,
the bonfire burnt down,
and the people departed,
the ash is still there, in a circle of stones.
Used sparklers litter the ground,
and empty firework boxes lay forgotten.
This is all that remains of Bonfire Night.
No cheerful laughter.
No colors.
No bangs.
No people.
Nothing remains of Bonfire Night.

*was inspired by bonfire night i guess! cant really remember back 6 years ago!

"Memories"
By:Tisha~

Memories is worth a million dollars
without memories rainbows would not have any color
Memories is like the sun coming up in the morning dawn
Without memories you would not be able to feel the bond
Memories is like the stars in the sky at night
Without memories I wouldn't remember how you used to hold me tight
Memories is like a rippling stream
Without memories you wouldn't be abble to hold on to your dreams
Memories is like a forrest filled full of tree's
Without memories these tree's wouldn't be able to hold onto their beautiful leaves
Memories are like the snow covered mountains
Without memories my tears wouldn't run like fountains
Memories is like the first snow of winter
Without memories my heart wouldn't hurt like splinter's
Memories is like a beautiful rain
Without memories my heart wouldn't feel this pain

*This is my very first poem,I wrote it for a past love that will always hold a special memory in my heart*

i think this is a really great and original idea for a contest well done :D
though i didnt post this first on the site it is the first i wrote....it was inspired by me moving schools houses towns and i was upset about it but it started me writting poetry so i guess it was a good thing in a way dunno if the poems that great though.

Change

Life was so perfect,
one choice changed it all
life started to change,
oh why did it have to be me?

Away from my friends,
i've a whole new life.
no longer happy
and now i'm broken inside.

A new way of life,
trying to fit in.
It never works out
Life ain't meant to be perfect.

plz mention the inspiration 4 ur very first poem and not the one u posted first on this site......

good luck 2 all

I need to change mine then :)

The insperation to my first poem was my first relationship that did not end up the way I would have imagined it to. : (

~Sean Dohr~

hmm well i dont actually dont remember what my very first poem is. but now that i think about it this is probably the closest of being the first:

Dragon eyes that change in color like leaves in autumn
look up and peer at the clouds of anger
as thunder is sounding
tearing apart the threads of control.
Dragon eyes see coal blackness
as they shut the door on love.
Dragon of dragon eyes sees nothing
as raindrops from below sear his face,
that colorless body turning,
reflecting a painting left in the rain.
Colors of happiness--
yellow, green, red--running away
into utter black puddles of despair.
The bell of lies resounds in his head.
Dragon eyes see the threshold to nowhere
offering a gateway to nothing.
They crinkle in false glee
as they see one who glimpses nothing but joy
bound like a puppy into the unknown world of fibs where everything is made up and nothing is true,
where the hounds are hidden behind a wall of stone.
Dragon eyes deceive with the face of happiness.
Dragon eyes that change in color like the leaves in autumn,
before the sky falls.

inspiration- this one kid had eyes that changed colors. and i was obsessed with them. so i made up a little poem that was centered around them. i read some dragon book in which dragons' eyes change colors when they change emotions. that was another basis for this poem

I hurt myself
by Latasha

My mind begins to race,
My heart starts pounding,
Everything around me is spinning.

I slowly reach my hand up,
And grab the knife,
Like so many times before.

The knife digs in,
Deeper and deeper,
I begin to cry.

Screaming and shouting,
Why can't anyone hear me,
I hurt myself.

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I wrote this in 2005...way before i even knew about this site

YOU AND THE MOON . By a boy called Dhaval

In straight, harsh, cold, cruel language...i was "rejected". The girl didnt like me and she said no. That was the inspiration...because you cannot forget someone so easily can we...(proof: the WHOLE love poem section hehe)

I don`t know how to begin;
This night seems to wash away all sin.

It`s a full moon night,
And the moon is bright;
My thoughts are flooded by this light-
So pure, so white

I look at the moon and now I smile,
After a long time I feel I`m alive.
The cool breeze brushes my face,
After a long time I`m out of the daze.

I just want to fall into the sky,
But not because you`ve told me goodbye;
Don`t get me wrong, I don`t want to die,
I just want to get near the moonlight.

I stare upwards at the moonlit sky,
And now I begin to fly;
I begin to sail higher,
The moonlight soothes my inner fire.

Though I hardly get closer,
That little is enough to inspire.

Not you and not even your kiss,
No sunset, no rainbow, is prettier than this.
Now I feel joy, and now I feel bliss!
You`re not there, but there is nothing I miss.

The sun`s never made the sky brighter,
Even angels cannot make it whiter.
About you I think not, I`m no liar-
I just want to keep going higher!

A cloud now covers the beautiful moon,
I`m in a trance, and I drift to a swoon.

But the breeze picks up and the darkness dies,
And once again I begin to fly;
I`m not thinking about you, this isn`t a lie,
Without you too, I`m so high.

But now my mind begins to worry,
The moon shall begin to wane in a hurry;
But I`m not scared of losing the moon,
I`m afraid of falling back into gloom.

For when the moon will set, the light shall end,
And my thoughts shall break free;
Into the world, gloom`s all I`ll send,
Because that`s all I`ll have with me.

Now let me take you into my soul,
Isn`t the moon so full and whole?
But if you want to know what is contrast,
Then just have a look at my broken heart.

The moon doesn`t always shine,
Yet it shall always be;
I cannot call you mine,
Still you shall stay in me.

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It used to hurt me so much. I wrote this one looking at the moon....the pain literally seared through me...esp after the girl did things like telling ppl she was embarrassed that i proposed her....that hurts...h u r t s (believe me)
But now that i think about it, after it is all over...damn...im way WAY better than her. I'm a human being.

well done so far....i think it will b a hard decision!
keep posting!

my first poem was terrible, it made no sense whatever and i cant even remember why i wrote it, so im not even going to post it here.
But all of these poems are very good, for a first poem they are awesaome.

xxxx

The contest is over today right?

yeah! this contest is over...
i will judge it by tomorrow..........
till then wait guys.....

Alrite! That was a tough decision to make......
Most of them were superb!
So there are ties also…

1st- You and the Moon by Dhaval
2nd- Broken Heart by Sarah and Nobody know’s by Italian Stallion
3rd- Pain of memories by Stephany and The Invisible force by Holly Armer

Well! I have noticed that most of the first inspirations for writing poems is love.
Its same with me…….

Congrats to all the winners and to others better luck next time!

wow wow wow.....im first....and im pinching myself.
you know what, i really dont write that well...lol..that first poem was a vision from god i guess....i just sat on my terrace under the full moon with a pen and a paper...and somehow the poem wrote itself :D (and i believe that is the best poem i have ever written...actually the poem wrote itself lol okay im confused too :p)
anyway....thank u so much for appreciating it...PURE HEART = bharti right? i think so lol...neway, take care.

Much Love

ur all rewards have been given.....
keep writing!