contest where you can write about whatever you want!! with great

  • xxmichaelxx
    18 years ago

    wow.....ur very specific....lol

    i'll try to edit it.....but not today...cuz i'm tired....thank you!

  • xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex
    18 years ago



    A Beautiful Creation

    Beneath the broken, battered sky,
    Where the dazzling stars die,
    Lies a swamp and a ruby red rose,
    And a place not a soul goes.

    A dashing beauty hereby lay,
    In a frosted swamp, where darkness stays.
    This dashing beauty lives and thrives,
    As wind around gently sighs.

    A place where beauty is found,
    In a place where only darkness surrounds.
    Surronding the place is a disgusting thing,
    A place where there is no winter or spring.

    A swamp watches over this rose,
    In the place where not a soul goes;
    Roses in a swamp is a beautiful creation,
    Living such a life deserves admiration.
    The ugly swamp still cries out in frustration,
    As roses in a swamp is such a beautiful creation.

    xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    lol sorry.. i really liked what you wrote.. but i cant change the rules after they've already been posted :/

  • Midnight Sun
    18 years ago

    Sry I'll change it! :)

  • Midnight Sun
    18 years ago

    I just edited it where I had posted it before so if you just re-read it up there. Sry for the mistake. And thanks for letting me change it. :)

  • Avrii Monrielle
    18 years ago

    may i reserve 'knife in my life'?

  • Avrii Monrielle
    18 years ago

    Knife in My Life

    There's a Knife In My Life.
    Let me tell you about it;
    Many years ago, I wasn't like this.
    There was no drama, no trauma... so long ago.

    I'm a fighter of the mind
    I beat with my heart
    And yet, this disease
    Tore me apart

    Just like cancer, there's an answer
    Waiting to be found
    But it takes years to destroy it
    Before that, you might have fallen on the ground

    Before everything, when I was little
    With no sickness, no pain
    Everything felt alright
    Until that moment...

    Oh, how I'd try to fight it
    That deadly weapon
    That causes death, sorrow
    And sickness in our minds

    It made me cut out my heart
    And scar my arms...
    To this day, I can't forget
    Depression... the knife in my life.

    Darkness and decay, echoes and sorrow,
    Sucked in and never pulled out
    What was I to do, other than
    Hold on to that knife?

    That knife that almost killed me
    The blood loss... the fatigue
    My heart shattered...I could
    Paint a picture with that deadly brush

    To this day, I still have sorrow
    Buried deep inside my heart
    I have a little more control
    Until I cry

    Until they tease me again
    Until I get hit
    Until someone dies
    I'll survive a while

    These days, that knife burned in hell
    And I held on to my true friends, instead
    To this day, I'm okay, because...
    I finally dropped it. I dropped the...

    Knife In My Life.

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    yes BELOVED you can have that poem.. however you didnt follow the rules.. its a nice poem but you dont have the words "knife in my life" in the last line or first line of your poem, please feel free to change it as long as you ahve it changed by the 21st, if not it wont be judged

    sorry :/

  • CondescendingHeart
    18 years ago

    Contaminated Love.
    by Condescending;Heart.

    They laid holding each other closely,
    while watching the sunset,
    one hand containing a bottle of whiskey,
    and the other a cigarette.

    They Would scream and yell all day,
    But they were deeply in love at night,
    As soon as the liquor kicked in,
    All would be alright.

    Neither of them were faithful,
    Nor true to one another,
    But when they laid side by side,
    They only had each other.

    But drunk and stubborn,
    The night wouldn't last long,
    Every time they tried it this way,
    Something would go wrong.

    They loved each other so deeply,
    But not enough to care,
    Their hunny moon life was no more,
    and sex became an affair.

    Contaminated Love,
    Supplyed by a broken heart,
    Cheating On One another,
    Had picked them both apart.

    Contaminated Love,
    Made both their dreams come true,
    Causing Their Worlds to shatter,
    And Make a scene for me and you.

    Its not that great... but hope you liked it.

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    ohwow... this is a great poem.. but ahh i feel like ive said this a million times.. maybe i should make it more clear in the rules but CONDESCENDING HEART you need to have the words "contaminated love" in the first line or last line of the poem.. nut of a stanza... and i loved your poem so please re-enter it before the 21st so you can be judged :)

  • Avrii Monrielle
    18 years ago

    oh... okay :) thanks...

    did i edit it alright?

  • CondescendingHeart
    18 years ago

    oh wow, sorry i didnt really the rules all the way through.... my apoligies.
    I will have it done by the due date or when ever.

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    yes thank you beloved

  • Liquid Dreams
    18 years ago

    i reserved "fenced in" not hitting hard. thanks

  • CondescendingHeart
    18 years ago

    Heres the edited version. Enjoy!

    They laid holding each other closely,
    while watching the sunset,
    one hand containing a bottle of whiskey,
    and the other a cigarette.

    They Would scream and yell all day,
    But they were deeply in love at night,
    As soon as the liquor kicked in,
    All would be alright.

    Neither of them were faithful,
    Nor true to one another,
    But when they laid side by side,
    They only had each other.

    But drunk and stubborn,
    The night wouldn't last long,
    Every time they tried it this way,
    Something would go wrong.

    They loved each other so deeply,
    But not enough to care,
    Their hunny moon life was no more,
    and sex became an affair.

    Casting Spells From left to right,
    hiding what they truly felt,
    After a relationship had hit the dust,
    No new cards were dealt.

    Mocking Their Sacred Vows,
    And the rules from up above,
    they covered their lies with Passion,
    to make contaminated love.

  • Taylor
    18 years ago

    can I reserve 'home videos'?

  • Taylor
    18 years ago

    Home videos, home videos
    How I despise thee, home videos!
    How you make me cringe
    with your tempting portal to the past..
    Making me wish.
    Making me wish.
    You and I both know
    the consequences of your pretty pictures.
    Me as a kid,
    my brother, gone off screaming..
    (again.)
    Man, I miss my childhood...
    I can’t stop smiling when I watch you,
    rolling through the scenes of my life.
    You make my cheeks hurt.
    You make my cheeks hurt!
    You’re a tricky, tricky thing
    my dear foe, the home video,
    for you mask reality
    with your shield of memories,
    making us giddy in our denial.
    Home videos, home videos!
    Touche, my worthy adversary!

    ***

    I don't know about ya'll but I enjoyed that one. Its no near as good as most of these.. but they're all so serious! Hope ya'll smiled today

  • Landi Cordier
    18 years ago

    i would like to reserve driving away please

  • nobody truly knows me
    18 years ago

    sorry...i can't seem to write the right ending to my poem...please unreserve buried alive...

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    sorry liquid dreams.. my badd.. i fixed it :P

  • Landi Cordier
    18 years ago

    Driving away

    Driving away in the cold of night,
    Wishing that we never had that fight

    Driving away from your pitch black heart,
    Hoping that we never stay this far apart

    Driving away from my stone cold fate,
    Declaring to everyone it’s me that they hate

    Driving away I know I’ll survive,
    Even if it feels that from a cliff I must dive

    Driving away from all that I know,
    Knowing that as a person I’ll finally grow

    Driving away, into the sunset,
    Now there is nothing left for me to regret

    hi Becca, that ok?

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    yes narcissa.. its great thanks! :)

  • disturbed one
    18 years ago

    i guess i can do hitting hard

    can i still reserve it plz

    can i put hitting so hard instead? im gonna post it like that but if u want me to change i'll be happy to

    Hitting Hard

    Life always bounces,
    Up and down,
    Sometimes you want to laugh,
    Others you want to drown,

    Somethings happen,
    That you dont expect,
    Like losing a close friend,
    You have to ask whats next,

    Last week I lost my dad,
    He was my hero his name was blaine,
    Just thinking about it now,
    Brings me sorrow and pain,

    He always hated cameras,
    Theres no pictures, not a shard,
    To even show the resemblance,
    Thats why this is hitting so hard

    I dont really like this poem too much but if you do...thats awesome :P

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    its not bad at all.. but um.. you do have to make it hitting hard not hitting so hard.. im sorry.. just because i've already had other people change their poems as well :(

  • aDORKable x3
    18 years ago

    i should have mine in soon!

    ♥ Ciao

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    18 years ago

    hey so far everybodys poem is great.. i just want to make sure that everyone is still working on their poems.. i cant wait to read some more!

  • aDORKable x3
    17 years ago

    My Chaotic Bliss

    I miss the way we used to hug
    I miss my stolen kiss
    I want things to be back to normal
    I miss My Chaotic Bliss

    I miss the way you'd hold my hand
    Like I was the only one in the world
    I miss the feeling of being your only
    Of being your baby girl

    If I could turn back the hands of time
    Believe me baby, I would
    I always believed our love had a chance
    I always thought we were for good

    I miss our late night phone calls
    I miss our love-filled chats
    I wonder if you miss them too
    But I could never ask you that

    I miss the time we'd spend
    I miss the secrets we planned
    I wish I could fix this problem
    I want to make you understand

    I wish that you could just see
    How much I still truly care
    How, at all our old spots
    Baby, I'm still standing there

    I'm not wishing for a miracle
    For miracles don't always come true
    I'm just wishing for you to be in my arms
    I wish it was still me and you

    I miss the feeling I would get
    When you would wrap your arms around my waist
    What an experience, I can't explain
    You would make my heart race

    I miss your hands; I miss your lips
    I miss the place you filled in my heart
    I hate this feeling that's there now
    Now that we're really apart

    I miss your eyes, the way you'd look at me
    I miss getting all those notes
    I miss owing you a 1,000 kisses
    I re-read everything you wrote

    I miss listening to our song
    Everytime I do, I cry
    I can't help it, it's kinda hard
    So please don't ask me why

    I'm afraid to ask if you miss me
    I don't know what you'd say
    It's hard to see you in the halls
    I miss you more everyday

    It's hard to watch you go
    I don't wanna say goodbye anymore
    There's still something between us
    It's just too strong for me to ignore

    I miss the love you had for me
    I miss the way things used to be
    There's just too much about you I miss
    I miss you, My Chaotic Bliss

    *`*`*`*`
    Hope it's okay! =]
    It was a lot of fun to write!!

    Ciao ~

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    17 years ago

    i would just like to remind everybody who entered you can edit until the 20th and also to

    Bryan
    Gem
    hello killer please kill Elmo
    cassie
    liquid dreams

    i just want to make sure you havent forgotten about the contest! lol :]P and i can wait to read your poems

    to everybody else GREAT JOB i love all the poems so far

  • Wasted Fake Smiles
    17 years ago

    im so sorry i am going to have to un-reserve. i tried writing for that title but i just couldnt...and then like...i couldnt find the contest to tell u lol. so yeah sry again:(

  • Wasted Fake Smiles
    17 years ago

    lmao. i dun kno what was wrong w/ me when i wrote that. but i just rememberd i DID write it..and i posted it on here. wow im retarded. lol ok just ignore me. im stupid. hahahhaha sry again. but i did and it saying it was reserved confused me lol

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    17 years ago

    um.. are you sure you want to be unreserved... you already entered your poem

  • Bryan
    17 years ago

    im sorry im still trying to write it, ill try to get in in

  • Bridget
    17 years ago

    i want to enter but all the titles are reserved.. am i allowed to use one of my own titles?

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    17 years ago

    "buried alive" is still open if you would like but no sorry you cant use your own title

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    17 years ago

    its okay bryan no rush.. i just wanted to make sure noone forgot about the contest.. you still have plenty of time

  • Gem
    17 years ago

    Xx Incessant Love – Minute Poetry xX

    The love I have will never end
    And I intend
    To make this vow
    For you right now

    Incessant love is what I hold
    And I’ve been told
    That love can be
    The special key

    That unlocks secrets of the heart
    And from the start
    I knew that you
    And me were true ©

    *Gem*

    (this was a new style for me, i hope you like it)

    (The Minute Poem is rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff)

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    17 years ago

    to *Gem* you didnt follow the rules you need the title "incessant love" in either the first or last line of the poem but stanza

  • BECCA lessTHANthree
    17 years ago

    ONE MORE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    if you didnt enter your poem yet or would like to edit your poem please do so by tomorrow at 7pm

    NO EXCEPTIONSS!!!!!

  • Lauren Waszkiewicz
    17 years ago

    cant wait although. i doubt il win. ahaha

  • oldthings
    17 years ago

    “Buried Alive”

    I feel the weight barring down,
    The weight of all you’re hopes,
    You’re hope that I will be so great,
    Make it through this course of ropes.

    You made the gauntlet long and hard,
    Nearly impossible to defeat,
    A rock wall stretching up to the sky,
    And a mine field at my feet.

    The water race was twelve leagues long
    We foot raced through the desert,
    The ground was scorching, the water icy,
    And still you added pressure.

    This race of life you put me through,
    To you is all that matters,
    You’re crushing me into the ground,
    Leaving fragments, bits, and tatters.

    You were not pleased with what I’d done,
    You could not let things lie,
    You had to add onto my tasks,
    To push my till I die.

    I succeeded in all else,
    but I can take no more,
    I can not complete this task,
    I’m beaten to the core. .

    Sinking deep in to this trap,
    This quicksand that you sprang,
    The last expected task of yours,
    The last step in the game.

    I’m so tired of trying so hard,
    To fill you’re twisted mold,
    I quit, I sink, so far deep down,
    Into the earths comforting hold.

    The weight on my shoulders became so vast,
    That though I tried and tried,
    This life that you forced me to live,
    Has finally buried me alive.

    just wrote it this verry instant. sorry if i'm a bit late. hope i made it in.