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heyy! this poem needs to be kind of like

an autobiography, you need to write

about yourself but in a poetic way..

we might even get to know eachother better :P
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-Rules-

1. Must to be your own work

2. Must be written in the month of May

3. No longer than 40 lines

4. Must be numbered
[So that i can tell how many have been done easier]

5. No bad words of any kind

6. You may write more than one poem about yourself
if you want to

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-Prizes-

1st Place :: 10 Poems r/r/c'ed

2nd Place :: 8 Poems r/r/c'ed

3rd Place :: 6 Poems r/r/c'ed

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I will end the contest at 15 poems! So get in quick!

Hope you have fun doing this! :)

~Postpartum Deport (1)~

A relationship bound by the court,
two parents yearning to abort.
One child's postpartum deport,
a life, from the start, out of sorts.

The help of two elders, they sought,
a custody battle, never fought.
Drug addict parents, got caught,
important lessons, never taught.

A baby that was left behind,
consequences of a legal bind.
A lifestyle of a different kind,
viewpoints from a distorted mind.

A family separated by years in time,
a life with a different rhythm and rhyme.
Two people, making up for another's crime,
always living off of their last dime.

A difficult situation from the start,
a unique picture, of an unpopular art.
A family, nearly torn apart,
two grandparents, certainly, off the charts.

An unwanted boy, now full grown,
held together by seams, left un-sewn.
Approaching life with a whole different tone,
hoping, some day, to live life on his own.

~Sean Dohr~

~Unfamiliar Reflection (2)~

I feel disconnected,
like a plant uprooted.
Thought I was good,
but was not the best suited.

Swept off my feet,
like a leaf off its tree.
How things have changed,
now the rest, memories.

Why did I miss out,
what didn't I see?
Could things have differed,
if it weren't me?

I used to be great,
the best of the field.
What has happened to me,
and the weapons I'd wield?

Now, that I am disarmed,
and left unprotected,
this mirror emits
an unfamiliar reflection.

A person unknown,
to my family and friends.
A person alone,
the means to an end.

The end of all arguing,
and upset in life,
I've changed my ways,
without the help of a knife.

Why is this not enough
for all of you to see,
that I want my own life,
without the help of therapy?

~Sean Dohr~

nice poems sean! :)

3 The long lost dream

"I can not save the world" she says,
and looks at the sunset view,
She sits and thinks of wonder woman,
She wants to be her too.

At the age of only ten,
she knows what she'll become,
"If I can not touch everyone,
I will try to touch some."

She has decided years ago,
A writer is what she'll be.
She will not follow the rest of the crowd,
She won't be trapped, but free.

Five years later the dream came back,
"I almost let it fade,"
Now she thinks back to that night,
when the dream of her life was made.

She starts to tell people,
about her long lost dream,
She is so exited,
Out she wants to scream.

But people underestimate her,
"A writer? Please, come on"
Her courage took a turn,
Her fate was nearly gone.

She can't believe they even dared,
To think she couldnt win,
A tear fell down her burning eyes,
She burned deep within.

She decides in that moment,
She will never quit,
"I'm not going to save the world,
I'm going to change it!"

very nice! :)

come on people! please let me see some more poems here before i come back and check!

jessy xox

Come, Sit Right Next To Me

Come, sit right next to me as i tell you a story
this is about a boy turning man
and his journey from tears to glory

while he met his first love, he was sixteen
that was the first time he touched sky
and he did it without stopping in between

roses, rainbows, starry nights and blue skies
he went through all those things movie shows
and he realized honesty of life hides behind lies

as what usually happens, his heart shattered in the end
somehow he survived but wondering why and how?
trading heart love and emotions has become a trend

so he started to live in his own little world
working his ribs off to stay out of fantasies
but he forgot that he has a heart and its meant to hurt

fake smiles and screaming breaths, coundn't make him strong
nailing all his desires and fighting against his will
questioning mirror if it knows why in his life everything went so wrong

craving inside his flesh for someone to love him
someone who could respect him for what he his
and relight the day which were turning so dim

entering late twenties, feeling in middle of nowhere
fortunately met someone, one fine day
and that face just followed him everywhere

roses, rainbows, starry nights and blue skies
he again went through all those things movie shows
and realized there is a smile waiting beyond his cries

new life, new heart, new soul, new smile
everything happens for some reason
and now every pain seems worthwhile

come, sit right next to me as i share this reality
this is about a boy and a wonder girl
this is about none other than you and me

hehe.. just wondering sluvious.. is that a poem? lol! :)

we need more poems!! lol:P

any more?

any more poems? :)

(6) Left Behind

Seeing all of the faces,
All of the noise swirls
Into an undeciferable blur.

Calling out to anyone,
Yearning for that soft embrace;
Fearing the darkness.

So inferior, so forgotten
IN this luxouirous world,
Where do the others stand?

Pushing with all of me,
Against the cold, hard walls.
Unwavering; they stand tall.

Penetrating my skin with the tip,
SLowly carveing out my past,
WIth every slow movement of my dull knife.

Crawling now without the strength
To stand up against all of
This world and its harsh standards.

Narsicism flowing through
Veins of the monsters,
Who keep away from me.

Those I called friends,
Family too preoccupied
With themselves and beauty.

Leaving me behind in
Life, keeping me from
Love and joy and happiness that Ive once known.

Showing me nothing but,
Cold embraces and stares.
Keeping all of this hurt inside.

oosing my grip, slowly
Fingers slipping off my hold on life,
Striving to hold back the tears.

Falling away from the world,
Yearning for acceptance.
Knowing I will never feel it.

7) ~Thirty years of age~

Well, I'm thirty years of age
still trying to figure out
this world's rage,
trying to cook a decent meal,
trying to read the bible with ease,
and trying to love whole-heartedly
with this heart that's been squeezed...

And I'm no diamond that I will admit,
but I sure ain't the dust
from the crooks jewel making machine...

I'm just a simple girl
I like carrots,
I write poetry,
I have a crooked third toe,
a funny pug nose,
and wear my jeans
as low as they will go
but I'm alright with me, so hate me...

Still seeking dreams with my dirty hands
and clinging to stars with my naked feet,
so arrest me for the public exposure
of too much heart on my sleeve...

Trying to find me,
I think I got lost somewhere
on the yellow brick road,
but Kansas sure ain't my home
so I guess I'll continue searching
until I find my way to my soul
cause I'm sure not dead
I'm only thirty years of age,
so Happy Birthday...

very nice! 8 more!

Wow that was hard to write under 40 lines whew what a challenge. :D

~True as Blue~

My life is not so great
My family was torn
When I was just in the forth grade.
I guess my mother wasn’t good enough
Because my father left he for a younger girl.

I was so sad when later my brother left,
He joined the Air Force
And that took my breath.
I broke down crying
On the living room rug
I asked God why
He is taking the ones I love.

I thought it was me
Maybe I was the problem
I thought about dying
But I couldn’t leave my mom behind.
She is my rock
She kept me alive
I sometimes whished
That my life was a lie
And that I would wake up
And I would have my family back.

My allergies are the worst
My asthma almost killed me
No matter what happens
I will make sure that
My friends and family
Will always be smiling.

I can be a blonde for that is who I am
I do not like liars
And sad to say
I am sometimes scared of men.

I graduated from high school and now in college,
I will not let anyone tell me what to do
I will never let a person bring my spirits down.
I fight back for what I think is right
I will give you my honesty but try to be gentle.
That is me I am nothing special
But I am true as blue
I will never be cruel to you.

niccee! i love all your poems! :) just need 7 more! c'mon people! just 7 more!

if someone hasn't added one by friday, ill end it.. c'mon people! brag about yourselves! :P

yeah, thsi is your opporunity to show what a beautiful person you are:D

(9) Almost Famous

Cute, pretty, adorable little girl
A would-be, could-be model
Poses cutely, dresses up
Scouted more than once

A would-be writer
Won an award at 10 for a beautiful story
Awesome heights, featured point of view
In middle school

An ambitious, could-be singer
Who lost her voice at 11
Can barely talk from a fever
But holds the soul for her lost talent

A stubborn kid
Who wanted to be president
First woman president
Discouraged, but held her chin up

A talented artist
Beautiful imagery
Perfect paint colors
Mysterious pictures

A wonderful poet
Who, when losing other traits
Escaped to pen and paper
To write these tales

But the best, would-be, could-be
Is herself
For she has the ambition to never back down
And to never give up on her dreams

Still, I can't believe
That wonderful, almost-famous
Just happens to be me.

very nicce! i really liked that! :) see people, brag about yourselves! lol.. or dont, just tell us about you! 6 more!

since there arent very many entrys..can we mayb enter 1 frum a while ago:D..if not then i guess ill write another but i wrote one a couple munths ago..so yea lemme kno

um.. ok, sure :) go ahead!

Oooh. I wanna do this too. I'm gonna try and write something taha.

[10] Lost At Seventeen.

Lost at seventeen,
Once was a child.
Entered her teen years,
She then went wild.

Her bother was taken,
At such a young age.
It left her broken,
And full of rage.

Her mother effed her around,
Wished she was dead.
Now she crys at night,
Alone on her bed.

Her one true passion,
Her dream, Life long goal.
Was shattered to pieces,
When she lost her soul.

Dancing made her happy,
Her mum dissagreed.
She got what she wants,
But not what she needs.

She yelled and screamed,
For her to understand.
She begged and cried,
Just for her hand.

Lost at seventeen,
Without a clue what to do.
Who has she become?
How does she get through?

..Not that good. But I tried tehe. `taleee xx

very nice! :) five more!!

okayy.. i'll end it on the 29th or until it gets five more poems :)

thanks Jessy. ur comment made me very happy ^-^

lol I don't even remember bragging about myself in a while... it feels nice... like i've been bottling it up... lol :)

[12] My Life

Living in Canada
Was the best thing ever
I had a bunch of friends
And they'll be in my heart forever

People say I'm funny
Just like my dad
They said I should be a comedian
But I think I would be bad

My friends told me I could sing
And wanted me to try out for Canadian Idol
I said "I dont think so, I'm not that brave."
Sometimes I dont feel good thats when I need some midol

We'd always go dancing in the rain
That was so much fun
None of us ever got sick
Even though through the puddles we'd run

Now there is tears at night
And smiles by day
This is all because
I moved to the USA

My sister now has a boyfriend
Soon hes going to Iraq
To fight for our Country
Cant wait till he's back

So you see
I have gone through rough times
But God has a plan
If I would just read between the lines.....

[c] KurMiT

WOW I didnt expect this poem to bring back so many memories but it did...it feels good to get that out even if its not all of it!!!

[13]On The Inside..

What I lock inside
It is all that I hide
Never showing
Nobody but me knowing that it is there
Alone I stare
Stare out the window
To afraid to let anyone in
I feel alone
so very alone
I start to question my own sanity
It is driving me crazy not being sure about myself
And when I leave
I weare a fake smile
Hiding on the inside
What only I know is there...

~MIndy J. Ganser~

great poems guys! they really are! keep em coming! kurmit, im glad it helped you to let it out! :)

Thanks :-)

kk, said i'd end it today didn't i? well.. i'll leave this for a few more days.. not really in the mood for judging.. lol! :)

Jessy =[ ..I stayed on allll night so I could know who the winner is. Buut, You don't wanna post =[ Tehe. But thats okay.

oh nooo.. im sorryyy! ill judge them noww! :( hehe..

Woooo! Thanks Tehe =D Youuuu Madddee Meeee Smiiiile =D Taha.

okay, got all the results! you all did a wonderful job, you'd all win if i could choose that many people! lol.. it was a very tough decision! but here it is ::

1st Place- Just rain with [ Almost Famous ]

2nd Place- Perfect Scars with [ Curly hair and big green eyes ]

3rd Place- Melissa with [ Thirty years of age ]

I thought these were all very original and heartfelt poems, and i extremely enjoyed reading them! as well as everyone elses! good job! will comment sometime over the next two weeks, i am so sorry for the long wait, but i never seem to get round to doing these.. :)

WOOOOO! Congradulations to all the winners. I read these poems too. And they were fantastic. You all deserved to win =D Tehe.

`Taleeee xx

awww taleee, your so nice :P

ill give out comments asap to all you winners! :)

oh darn it..i asked a ? n i 4got about the contest n nevr entered my poem..o well..gr8 work every1