Title Contest

This is yet another contest spread out of Misunderstood's idea. I give you the title, you right a poem using it. Example, if you right the first poem in this conetest, you use the first title and so on and so forth. The prizes go as folowing:

1st: I will add to my favourites and comment on seven their poems.

2nd: I will comment on five of their poems.

3rd: I will comment on three poems.

Honurable Mentions(2): I will comment on one poem.

The titles go as following:

1.Ultralight Over

2.The Sleek Riot

3.Violent Violet

4.From Here

5.Peach Black

6.Roses Red Way

7.Jump Out of Air

8.The End

9.Pushing Lily Dale

10.Underling

11.Wherever

12.Lane of Light

13.White Socket

14.Street House

15.Renew the World

16.Complete with Red Stains

17.Same Old Death

18.Dragon's Got Your Tongue

19.Morbid Curiosity

20.Countdown to the Meltdown

do we absolutly have to go in order?

Yeah, because if not, that would make this contest a lot easier to submit in.

1. Ultralight Over
by PreciousIllusions

Ultralight to Mission Control Tower
Ultralight to Mission Control Tower
Ultralight speaking
We seem to have inadvertently flown into a patch of low-level clouds, a prop has incurred some minor damage, and we’ve wiped-out our landing gear, but I’m 98.9 % positive if I could just find a clear spot on the runway I should be able to…

Glide! Into a safe landing
Ultralight over
The costs are not a lot
I got my new machine & found my own pilot
Down at the local hub
But after that last loop it seems he has passed out
Uh, oh, I think I just saw my house

My military issue glasses kept me from
getting the required pilot’s license to fly a real plane
But flying my ultralight is more fun anyway
We just bolted it together in a few weekends
Oshkosh, Wisconsin is the premiere destination
Each type of aviation must be conducted within the limits of its design
But we exceed the limits until they barely qualify

Ultralight to ground
Ultralight to ground
There could be a minor accident
If we can’t turn this plane around

Stop stalling
& stay out of the light
You knew this could happen
& you knew it wasn’t right

But you had to be Experimental
You had to load the wing
It was supposed to be 5 hours
But you missed the last landing

Ultralight to Mission Control Tower
Ultralight to Mission Control Tower
Ultralight speaking
This will be my last transmission
I hope this is recording
Ultralight over

Ultralight over
Ultralight over
Mission Control to Ultralight
Come in, Ultralight
Over

Wahoo!

yes u have to go in oprder its easier to track and no one can do two poems with the same title.

but what if 2 people start writing the same poem??

Then write a short post first, saying that you are currently writing the poem, then edit the post, and enter in the poem when you're done . . .

most of the titles are DIFFICULT....i doubt any one will try...

I know. I want to enter something but I don't see any titles that I can work with.

I think I am going to give The Sleek Riot a try. No promises, but I will let you know if I fail to make any progress and wish to pass this challenge along.

Violent Violet

With all the troubles in my world
Who could forget that little girl?
Violet, who tossed and twirled her hair
Who stopped you in your tracks by that tiny stare

She looks as innocent, as tender and sweet
But looks are decieving until you meet
The little beast that lurks inside
Thats dark as death, and fragile as time

You'll see the girl that wins your heart
You'll see the girl that watches the stars
And never the girl that cuts her wrists
Or even the girl that longs for bliss

She goes out to the streets at night to try
And see if she can really survive
She fights her way through the cold cruel world
She's fought so hard, she's now a violent girl

The violent girl that cuts her wrists
The girl that no one can resist
The girl that no one can get
Do you know a girl like Violent Violet?

from here

the gun shots rang
as the over the hill
the soldiers marched
eager to kill

and from here
from our safe place
from here we watched
as our hearts raced

the blood ran red
screams rent the air
as soldiers slaughterd
without care

and from here
we cursed and cried
as we watched from here
our loved ones die

women screamed
an earpeirceing sound
as they fell bloodied
to the ground

and from here
we watched the black wave
and from here
we wished we were brave

then flames lept up
and devoured our place
the smoke spiraled high
smudging heavens face

and from here we watched
as our minds screamed
from here we watched
as flames ate our dreams

the soldiers left
the bodies lay
like broken dolls
under light of day

and where from here?
home and family gone
where from here
shall we carry on?

Peach Black

peachy keen, what a joke
im not giggly, im not gonna lie
no matter how much red bull i drink
there is no way im gonna fly

peaches and cream, miserable oatmeal
forget that, black is the new peach
im not bubbly nor baby pink
that black is for what i reach

the purest, of colors full
white isnt chaste at all
the empty absence is sick
nothing in will ever to me call

a sick color for the greatness of fruit
peach is weak while black is strong
peach boring while black brings the eve
whoever likes peach is wrong

the bringer of unearthly dreams
black is the lady of the night
peach and white are forever gone
whenever black is in its might

no more is there reason to name
anything with the moniker of black white
white is no longer the opposite of black
people will now say peach black

can we try more then one title?, if we can ill do the roses one

Ruby

you can only do one poem, and where is the poem The Sleek Riot anyway?

~Roses Red Way~

I write, cuz' I'm scared
of what I will become.
I write, cuz' I'm afraid
that I will have no one.

I write, cuz' I'm nervous
of what the future holds.
I write, cuz' I don't believe
everything I've been told.

I write, cuz' I'm upset
at the way I've been treated.
I write cuz' I'm sad
and feel that I'm defeated.

And when I do write,
it's not the roses red way.
I write about my life,
what I deal with everyday.

But my life isn't harder,
than any of yours.
We all have our problems,
that we have to endure.

We all have good times,
and times where we slip.
We all have some issues,
in life's long, tiring trip.

~Sean Dohr~

Jumping Out Of Air
------------------------------

An understatement of confusion
Sleepless nights, little time
From this twisted world, seclusion
Fatal sickness, nothing's fine

Once again, I'm lonely
Arms outstretched, on they stare
I'm only doing what you've shown me
Jumping out of air

Laughing as the doorbell rings
Try to break down this door
It's another of my sins
Hating, wanting, scream for more

Looking out across the yard
A single figure, dressed in red
Body shaking, mind is scarred
I thought that love was dead

Once again, I'm lonely
Arms outstretched, on they stare
I'm only doing what you've shown me
Jumping out of air

Jump, fall, prepared for silence
Blackness, as I die
The world shows nothing but unkindness
As you catch me from the sky

Pull my body close to yours
Hold on to me tight
Head out for the western shores
In perfect, angelic flight

Once again, I'm lonely
Remember the good times we shared
I'm only doing what you've shown me
Jumping out of air

************************************************************

Peace. [Sole]

Why can only 1 poem be posted by each person?

?

because then u can only win once. ifyou entered two poems u'd have an unfair advantage over those that entered only once.

I don't know, the rules do not state that only one poem may be entered by each person. Also, he could choose the better of the two poems and discard the other one... Just my thought, it doesn't matter either way. : )

well yes i thought about that but then there would be less poems entered in the contest

I befriend the end,
Arms outstretched,
Fingers grasping the light,
That filters through my soul.
I know the end,
For I have met it halfway many times,
And been showed right down that path again,
To stand in the middle,
And look at the start.
It has been a bad start,
And a sad start,
But I trust this end now.
Somehow there is beauty in knowing,
That you have reached your destination,
Even if you feel that you have not gone so far yet,
And there was so much to do.
But I knew,
I knew all along.
This is the end,
And I embrace it,
Even as I release it.
No love has ever had an end,
And this is one heart that you will never bend.
This is the end of my ending,
And I close my arms,
Even as my soul darkens,
And the light goes away.
I put away the blade,
And step away from the edge.
This is me, and this is where I stay.

Haha, Rory I just realized that you changed your name to "no need for a name." I thought some random person was changing the rules of your contest. I am very sorry for before...

is this contest finishing soon/

Ruby

no more people can enter still

COMPLETE WITH RED STAINS.

She's beautiful as always
With flowers in her hair
To everyone around her
It seems shes free of care

As she walks the hallways
Her perfect smile gleams
Inside everything's a blur
She fights to keep her dreams

Her gorgeous eyes they gaze
As they hold back the tears
She secretly falls apart
Not telling her unsuspecting peers

Flawless body hasn't eaten in days
They just think she's pretty
She's failing like her broken heart
Most insecure girl in the city

She stares in the mirror upset
Disgusted with what she sees
They've been wanting her forever
But all she can notice is displease

She's never known perfection yet
She's just dealing with the pains
But her outfits as beautiful as ever
Complete with red stains...

look, can we finish soon? its dragging on a bit

give a dead line please

Ruby

Wherever