my first contest

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winners!!!!!!!

1) COLD UNDER THE PILE OF TEARS [ ciao bella ]

2) RIPPED HEART [ who cares ]

3) BLAME [ witheringdecayingroses ]

WHOO!!!!!! thankz for participating ppl! :D

well this is my first poem thingy, and i know i really
don't have any awards, but i'll try to find how to give rewards to the ppl who'll win....... this is a titled contest and i will pick 4 ppl who'll win. this is going to end when all of the titles are taken and done. you can reserve for 5 days..... so have fun..
well i added more titles b cuz i guess ppl liked it..he he he anywayz, here's more

rules:

1) new poem please
2) dark or sad
3) i don't care how long
4) i still don't kno the rewards, but most likely my
friends and i will comment and vote it.......or even
put you in our favorites....so yea

---titles---
* untitled memory (done by ami)
* collapsing wall (done by dreading time)
* pretty eyes made for crying (done by lush.fcuk)
* ripped heart (done by who cares)
* body without soul (done twisted heart)
* all lies (done by dhaval)
* full moon (done by rachel)
* red eye/s (done by flirting with death)
* i hate you (done by concealed in addiction)
* cold under the pile of tears (done by ciao bella)
* emotions of us (done by blissful-bearje)
* blamed (done by withering decaying roses)

love ya'll,
Adrian©

Awe they're all such good titles!!! Can i have pretty eyes made for crying please? I like that one. I will work on it after i'm done this Palindrome one. =)

sure! :)

Thanks. I'll start it now. =)

ok, hi, can i reserve...um.....ripped heart

Hey!!!!! wow awosme..a contest!! cool titles!!

Please, May I have Body without Soul. Thank you.

-Pretty Eyes Made For Crying.-

The hour is late and the city is asleep,
All lights are off and time continues to creep.
Dreams coming and going, as the children toss and turn,
Sheets are messed, as their perspirating foreheads burn.

Kicking and screaming in nightmares so surreal,
Being watched from afar by eyes of steel.
He sharpens the blade as he counts the seconds passed,
Panting heavily, as his heart starts to beat fast.

Down the hall, footsteps are inching closer to the door,
As your eyes shoot open from the creaking within the floor.
The moon-cast walls decorated with a shadow of a man,
An arm around the neck, your mouth covered by a hand.

"Don't make a sound, or worse is to come."
An innocent little heart, pounding like a drum.
Carried from her bedroom and down the hall,
Passing the fading memories on the wall.

Thrown to the ground out in an old red barn,
A calloused hand gripped tight around your arm.
A blade at your throat, and tears in your eyes,
Lips start to quiver, as a hand grazes your thigh.

Clothes are ripped and thrown on the ground,
Begging for help with no one around.
Tears stream down her innocent face,
As her rationality is vanished without a trace.

The sleeping city is laced with deceit,
As a mad-mans urges, are filled with replete.
One last look at the crumpled body in blood underlying,
Kisses her to sleep as he says "Eyes so pretty were made for crying."

© Jenna Elphick
September 1, 2006.

**I hope this is okay, if not, let me know and i will write a different one. I kinda went off course of what i expected to on this one lol.**

Those are good titles, but the ones I like are taken. Can you make more and make an exception

can i have untitled memory

Body Without Soul
By: Twisted Heart

Here lies this body, without a soul
Death has arrived and left it so cold
It holds not a memory, or essence of life
No hidden secrets or alibis.

Now on the mist of all that she knew
Came a burden of sickness that steadily grew
And though she was saddened, no tears did she cry
For she knew in her heart it was her turn to die.

Above all the pain, she remained strong
within the comfort of her lover's arms
And though they hoped it would all go away
She knew she grew weaker, each passing day

No longer seeking the wonderful bliss
Of her lover's arms or his gentle kiss
Far from the shadows that finally crept
It took her heart that night as she slept.

As the umbers of sunset gave way to the stars
She knew that her soul was alive in his heart
He took it quite gladly, and placed it beside
his loving soul, that very night.

A body's a shell that holds what's entwined
Beneath the skin, and outside the mind
A soul is a whisper that a heart's thinking of
Destined by Fate and Blessed by pure love.

wow all of ur poems u guys are amazing...this would be a tough decision of who will win......it kinda did got of the topic, lush.fcuk. but it was alrite. well everything was swell.. i hope more ppl would come...well i added like 6 or somthing titles above...i won't be here till tuesday i think b cuz i'd be on vacation. i hope everything would be fine, and every one will keep addding poems for this contest! i'm kinda sleepy...so i better get off this addictive computer....good nite pp! the poems are ALL GREAT!!!! ( and i reserved the ppl who wanted the titles ) adios!!!! :)

Can I do Red eye?
If so can tweak the tittle to Red Eyes? Lol

yep it's fine

~Red Eyes~

Look what you’ve done
My green eyes are gone
How can you make me cry?
Did you think it was fun?
Tears poor down
Drip by drip
No one can save me
I am trying to get a grip.

My lovely gaze
Have faded away,
Replaced by red eyes
A moment that I dread.

Pass the tissue,
I am not moving
You are not finish
Tearing me into two.

I will curl up in a ball
Cry myself too sleep
I will do my best,
Not to make a peep.
Just wait it out
Let my tears fall
When I try to leave
You will watch me crawl.

No helping hand
You will just scream,
This has to be
A bad dream.
Why me?
What have I done?
I do not deserve
To have red eyes
From crying so hard.

wow these poems are sooo awsome.its making me cry....hand me a tissue....

here u go...well this is just a quick post tip....i've been reading ur poems and all of them are great...(i mean the poems posted here) they have a high vocabulary words, great rhyming, great style, etc. but i've been looking for somthing really better....i made these titles for a specific reason......wen u write a poem u should always think about ur audience, wether it's ur family, friend or bf/gf. well i've been looking for the reasons in the poems u guys have made (reason of why i made these titles) all of the poems are awesome, i mean i can't write poems like that. but, wat i really want in ur poems is how it will make me feel. if i want to cry, get scared or be happy. ( i'm not sure if this tip is making sense, but i'm trying) so a great poet are the one who knows wat the audience are looking for.. i hope this tip is a helpful one.....so keep it up, and think about ur audience! (meaning judges and me)

make me happy ppl!

bye
adrian©

please reserve all lies! thanx

all reserved

You will always be missed.

Why did you have to go.
I wasn’t ready for you to go.
I wanted you to be there
when I graduated from high school.
I wanted you to be there
when I got married
Even though your passed on
You will always be in my heart,
I wanted to say I love you
the day you died but
I just could see you
The state that you were in.
Im sorry I could be
there when you went

I will always remember
the good time we had.
The time the grandchild
All got to sleep over and
have fun with mom-mom
My sister graduation parties
When you were all smiles.
The time kristan was born
And you were watching
Kenny and Elaina that day.

great job:)

WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!! awesome!

are there more ppl gonna join, or do u want it to end?

since ppl r not takin titles can i take Blamed plz...

i'm so sorry i took so long i've been really busy and i couldnt find the forum until now!

Ripped Heart

Feeling immortal, was at the top of my game,
Everyone liked me; everyone knew my name.
Fires burning in my heart keeping me alive,
Have been cooled with water, it’s hard to survive.

You came along, and took away my heart,
You had it completely since the very start.
Tomorrow it’ll be 6 months since you took it,
Yet still, I’m not yours, the truth has hit.

You used to like me, I know you could feel-
The same thing I still do, these feelings are real.
You ripped my heart out of my chest,
Yet you did it with love, you were the best.

Now you barely speak to me; you met my “friend”,
I thought we’d stay alive, but the feelings did end.
Well, now it’s one sided, because she came along,
This is guy number 5, this is just wrong.

My heart is ripped, you just don’t understand,
Why do you think I am the photographer of your band?
For the fun of it? No, it’s to see you,
You keep me alive, no matter what you do.

My heart is ripped out of its place,
Yet I’m still in love with your heart; your face…
I have over 200 pictures of you on here,
I wish you could love me, please don’t fear.

reserved , and good poem!

4 poems hasn't been taken, if no one's gonna do it, i'll just erase it, and get this over with ppl!

I'm sorry, I'm very sorry...It had absolutely slipped out of my mind that I reserved one.

Well anyway, I wrote it....and the story goes like this:

When you love a friend who loves, you but not in that way, and then one fine day that friend comes up to you and tells you that she likes you too .....why does she say it? to make you happy...cause she cares THAT much. And then she says she actually doesnt and that she's sorry. Just a really good example of why this world sucks this damn much.
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"ALL LIES"

It was like a kiss with open eyes, and I knew it.
But how could I confess to read them
if I missed the tucked-up tears they battled,
crushed so carefully by a crystal character
that aims to please disasters like me
by kindheartedly offering company.

The words lied with an assorted air;
an air of feebleness and reluctance, and I knew it.
But haven't you heard of the silly little thing
that lives among your ribs, feeds on joy,
and transforms the truth to towering tales?
It waved on itself a promising wand,
and as my green heart fell for it, so did I...

How could I not? When my famished ears
hunted for those very words
behind every little flicker of warmth,
probing their honesty in such times
would be a little too unkind on me.

I believed the syllables that touched my soul,
folded them and kept them there.
I felt the firmament and flew afar,
hopped on the sweetest cloud of bliss,
and understood why the blessed ones,
who do not love in vain, smile so often.

And it had come to me like a dream,
and like a dream it left.
If I could've believed it forever, I would've,
but that silly little thing grew tired
and it was time for slumber after playing,
when its stupid self was injured
too badly to beat a cheery rhythm;
like a broken bird it tried
but failed to fly...stumbling feet
grappled the gravel, and they bled.

What followed never really mattered.
Those tears would find their way
to the sea and come down as peaceful rain
on another happy day;
my sobs would stop before the dawn
and sing to me someday.
and before I'd know it, that lacerating pain
would, by downy joy be chased away.

But before you pray you're lucky
that Destiny troubled only me,
spare a thought for the heaven I graced,
in that fib I lived for half a minute:
so I'll thank those words you said, `cause
I lived a lifetime in that lie, and I know it.

-----------------------------------------------------------
Dhaval

wow awesome!

these r great :)

hmmm...yep

I'll do Cold Under The Pile Of Tears

Cold Under The Pile Of Tears

Cold under the pile of tears
Thinking about these past years

Feeling the pain you inflicted on me
Hoping that one day you can finally see

I'm falling down with no direction or plan
Reaching up for someone's hand

But no one's there, they never were
I try to scream, but it comes out slurred

I try to clear my vision, but I find I'm blind
I try to clear the memories laden in my mind

But now I know that I'm somewhere cold
Under the ground that is 6 years old

Now I can see clearly, but my perspective has changed
I'm looking down from up above, my funeral arranged

I see you standing there, trying to conceal your sorrow
For you know that for me, there is no tomorrow

All the pain I held for you, All the tears I cried
Will lay with you, in your heart, when you finally die

I hope you know I suffered, through all those years
And now I'm laying Cold Under The Pile Of Tears

(C) Mandie Rose `06

keep em' coming , i hope!

Blame
I did it..
It's my own fault..
Why did i do this..
Could I have stopped myself..

I am the one to blame..

You should blame me...
For all the things i have done..
All the things I might do in the future time..

I am the one to Blame..

Couldn't you find out earlier.
Couldn't you see the hate in my eyes..
The evil..
The struggle to find the right things
From right from wrong
I failed..

I am the one to blame.....

I will continue doing wrong things from right..
Just kill me now..
Because I am the one to blame....

*well here is my poem!! i hope you like it!!*

wow, interesting...

is tht i good thing or bad thing...

good of course!

ok....

Emotions Of Us

Slowly I feel it all disappearing,
The love vanishing from his mouth,
His hands slipping away from my waist.

Light fading in my heart,
Uncertain of how he feels,
If I mean anything anymore.

Leaving him, giving him his space,
If my absence shows him how special I am,
Hopefully he will return back to me.

Slowly I feel it all re-appearing,
The love shining from his mouth,
His hands wrapping around my waist.

Light brightening in my heart,
Certain of how he feels,
I mean everything right now.

Being with him, in our own place,
His presence shows me how special he is,
He has come back for me!

i dont know if this is what you wanted but i hope it is ok... if not i will change it for you :) xOxo