Jenna's Song Contest.

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Mmkai, So, I decided to write down fifteen titles of some of my favorite songs as of now. Some of you may not like the idea for this contest as it is "plagerism"; but you can change the title if you want or don't enter. That simple.

I do not care if you change the title, just write a note at the bottom of which one you are using. And, the poem still has to do with the title. You can not change the content of the title, just the title itself. Confusing. But, you smarties out there will figure it out.

I will allow people to reserve, but I will only keep your poem reserved for five days top. No exceptions.

1- Angel's Hands.
5- Pain.
9- Get Out Alive.
11- Collide.

So those are the titles, and now get writing! =]]

And; to clear some things up, you are not writing lyrics. You are writing a poem. Based on a title. And don't make them too long.

Also, as another side note; Once a poem is complete, I am going to delete it from the list and post it below this. It is easier for me to keep track of this way.

Completed - - * - - 11/15

2- Walk A Little Straighter Daddy. {ConCealedInAddiction}
3- Remember When. {×ciaO bEllA×}
4- Like Red On A Rose. {Bryan}
6- Whiskey Lullaby. {Something Vague}
7- Behind Blue Eyes. {Fading-Rose}
8- Before He Cheats. {youre acting like a d-m- saint}
10- Seize The Day. {~*Who Cares?*~}
12- Call Me When You're Sober. {†!♪~*`Bryce Dressler`*~♪!}
13- Moments Forever Faded. {Twisted Heart }
14- Soldier In A Box. {disturbed one}
15- Wonderwall. {Letty....}

-Jenna.

Behind Blue Eyes
Jenna Dearest I Love You

ohkay why would people call it plagerism for the title... there are a million titles called Red Rose.. and does that mean everyone after the first person who called it that is a plagerist... haha ... im confuzed... well anywhos... i love you and i guess this is all... and i will try to write it as quick as i can .

Yay! I love that song. You should listen to that song!!! Yay! Lol. Because, it is more famously known by them my dear. I dunno, I just didn't want to get into an argument about this contest and the idea for it so I added that little tid bit into there lol. =]

-Jenna.

Some very good songs you have up there... And I would enter, but God knows I cannot write lyrics to save my life. >.< ... But, good luck to everyone. Hope this contest is a success!

xDarkSuicidex

It's not lyrics Dear. It's poems. It's just based on a song title lol. I will write that up there to clear up what other confusion people may have lol. =]

-Jenna.

are we still able to use lyrics if we want?

Can I have Moments Forever Faded, please. Never heard the song, but love the title.

Happiness
Jeannie

im lucky i dont listen to music :D ... haha i wont be influeanced by the song.. only the title :P

-- loves Jenna

Oh goodness Twisted Heart, it is such an amazing song. I suggest you listen to it some time in your life lol. If you want, it is by Funeral For A Friend. =]

-Jenna.

And No Need... ; you can still use lyrics if you want I guess? =S I just thought it'd be a bit easier to write a poem.

-Jenna.

Bump

Okie Dokie. I'm listening to that song right now! Haha. That's radd. Lol. I will reserve it in a second. =]

-Jenna.

Moments Forever Faded
By: Twisted Heart

A woman sits inside her room
Her years are past at eighty-four
With tired eyes that's filled with gloom
Distant glimpses inside her soar.

Years past, they all seem so fleeting
A moment seen within her mind
With tenderness, she smiles a greeting
To the aged hands of remembered times.

The distant memory of love's first kiss
She sees it, then, so fast it's gone
In shadows cast, they do persist
Like broken pieces, that don't belong.

She wrings her weathered hands in fear
Of forgotten times that has escaped
Down her cheek, a single tear
That lost time could not erase.

Where are her thoughts, her memories
They seem to come and go so fast
Not giving hope of a serenity
She knows that soon this too shall pass.

The fleeting thoughts of lost emotions
Dig deep inside her heart and soul
Treasured memories of devotion
As the diseased thief takes his hold.

Now recollections in her mind
Cannot be seen behind her eyes
In sorrow now, she passes time
As she patiently waits to die.

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To all those who know the heartache that an Alzheimer patient endures, And for those who haven't a clue.

Can I reserve cal me when your sober? thanks

Awe, that poem made me cry! -Blushes.- I love it =] .

I will reserve that for you in just a second. =]

-Jenna.

I'm on some Tom Waits - ish kick..

can I reserve Whiskey Lullaby?

Now is time i work on my final contest :P and this is yours.

Reserved and reserved. I was listening to Walk A Little Straighter Daddy as I reserved it, too. Tehehe.

That's love Terra! Hurry up and finish it damnit! Lmao, totally kidding, I can just hassle you about this on MSN =D .

-Jenna.

ohkay... i got 3 stanzas in the last 3 hours.. i should have done itwhen i had the idea last night. lol dambit why didnt i stay on a little while longer!... well this is what happens... lol i blame garry... haha.. or catrina. she caused my pain :( ... well anywhos i love you and i will finish this as soon as i can. lol :P

Behind Blue Eyes

Set upon the windowsill, a child laid her head
Her pleading eyes turning to the stars
Begging for protection, from the heaven above
Were her prayers heard?

The sapphire tears slipped from her blue, blue eye
Down her porcelain cheek, to her red rose lips
Where she could taste her lingering pain.
Oh how she wished to be free

The hot cocoa’s on the windowsill
She felt the cup go cold.
The screams were echoing... from underneath her floor
And sapphire droplets filled her blue, blue eyes

Heading to the staircase, she dared to make a move
Slipped her fragile fingers around the towering pillars
And whispered in her tears
"Mommy please don't cry."

Seeing blood and bruises, she let out her scream
And clung to the pillars, plezding for protection
Knowing what was coming, she begged
"Daddy please be nice."

Down the stairs she tumbled, right towards her doom
He just stood their looking down at her
As her eyes had gone a blur, she whispered
in her own blood, "mommy please don't cry."

-Terra... i dont really likw this one...

Well I did, I cried Hunnie. Oh em eff gee. That was amazing Dear. I love it. Don't change a thing. I'm gunna go get a kleenex now you bully.

-Jenna.

May I reserve WonderWall Please?

Thank you.
Letty

Oh em gee, I am crying. That was a fricken sad poem. It was really good! =]

And Letty, I reserved it =]

-Jenna.

remember when plz!! great songs!!

before he cheats please! i'll get it down tomorrow if i don't have much work going on. lol

Remember When [Triple Sedoka]
by ×ciaO bEllA×

Remember when we
would sit upon the wet grass
and dream about tomorrow?

Remember when we
would laugh about yesterday
and pray for the future now?

Remember when we
promised each other our hearts
and I told you I Love You?

Remember when we
would listen to our love songs
and know that things would be fine?

Remember when you
told me that no matter what
you would forever love me?

Remember when I
began to cry in your arms?
I knew we’d be fine somehow.

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`Sedoka

A Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of
two three-line stanzas with the following syllable
counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7

awesome CIAO! i like it!

thanks a bunch! =]

Awe Ciao, that was very cute. And no Bryan, it should be different. But I love nature poems =] Hint to you if you want to write about roses lol. lmao. And I shall reserve the other one. =]

-Jenna.

thanks Jenna!! awesome titles I never thought that I could write it because I know the song so well, but it worked out okay. =]

Bump! Someone one enter and make Jenna smile! =[

-Jenna.

Kay. =]

-Jenna.

I like Tetractys. They get your mind thinking lol. Good job Bryan!

-Jenna.

does it have to be new and can you write a lyric?

Call Me When You're Sober
By: Bryce Dressler

All dressed in his uniform
for his big baseball game,
waiting for his dad to show
and to cheer on his name.

But when he doesn't show
he decides to go play
thinking that something
must have got in the way.

Through his no-hitter
and his two home runs
his father wasn't there
to share in his fun.

At the end of the game
after they've shaken hands
he looks for his father
in the vacant stands.

But when he is not found
his neighbor takes him back,
to the house that he knows
and the life that is black.

Waving his neighbor away
as he enters the door
walking through the clutter
of empty cans amongst the floor.

As he shuts the door
his father jerks awake,
from his intoxicated slumber
and the anger it creates.

"Where have you been!?"
He continues to scream
throwing the kid through the clutter
as tears on his face continue to stream.

It's been a long time
since that fateful night
when he finally realized
that this wasn't his life.

When he was 18
he left without a trace.
Leaving his only parent
and his hateful embrace.

Leaving only a note
on the table behind,
next to the beer
where even his father can find.

Then when he got home
and opened the door
he read the note
as he crossed the floor.

"The last 18 years
have been complete hell,
from the day I left the womb
to everyday you would yell.

From the missed games
to the no shows at school,
to think you were my dad
I was such a stupid fool.

Every lonely holidays
like Halloween in October,
I'm sick of the disappointment
Call me when you're sober."

Then the note ends
on such a sudden note
leaving him to think
of the fate that he wrote.

(C) 2006 Bryce Dressler

((sorry its sooo.... umm. bad... i got bored...))

Bryce. Its WONDERFUL! ITS AMAZING! I loved it!

It has to be new yes, and yes you can write lyrics.

-Jenna.

Bryce, that was not bad at all. It actually made me tear up.

-Jenna.

The wonderful place (wonderwall)
By Letty

Somewhere off in a far distant land is a place that celebrates the life of man.

It’s a place where all the wonderful people go. Those that have sacrificed they’re all, including their soul.

It’s a place for those who have finished their purpose in life. It is where their happiness begins and the ending of their strife.

It’s beautiful there. All the flowers are trimmed in gold. Nothing ever dies and it never gets cold.

The streets are cleaned and there’s no pollution there. The sun-shines brightly and there is always fresh air.

In the center of this place is a huge golden wall. Over a billion inches wide and incredibly tall.

On this wall is placed the pictures of all those that have made it to the land of the wonderful souls.

You too can make it just treat people right and after your done here you can live real life.

Awe that was cute. It made me smile. Thanks for entering!

-Jenna.