ok so this is my second contest!

i want people to pick a subject from below and reserve it. after you have reserved it you will need to write a NEW poem and submit it to me either in here where everyone can read it or by private message. when all subjects are reserved contest is closed. only one poem per topic.
i will post all of the winners poems in here on the 16th of march.

**prizes**
1st place- add to faves and 7 rrc's
2nd place- 6 rrc's
3rd place- 4 rrc's
HM- 2 rrc's

Subjects
-sucide-Shattered heart-done-
-cutting_Broken spirits-done-
-peace on earth
-war-Alyson
-soldiers-Twisted hearts-done
-rape
-abuse-fading memories-done
-death of a friend-Forever yours
-death of a relative-*gem*
-birthday-reserved for laura-done
-christmas
-best friends-a little bit dramatic
-your choice-poetess-done

Can i reserve BIRTHDAY?
Thanxxx

you got it! thank you

Would like to reserve- Soldiers, please.

Little Soldiers
By: Twisted Heart

Dirty hands, dirty faces
Hiding in dirty places
With guns and knives
They take their stand
To kill their foes
On their Gang Land.

Who dared to breech the sacred creed
Who passed the lines of gangster greed
Now head to head
And toe to toe
They wait for night
As vengeance grows.

Dirty hands, dirty faces
Hiding in dirty places
Their ages younger
Each passing year
The innocence lost
Inside their fear.

As anger rises from the minds
Of those who witnessed such a crime
Just passing through
The boundries drawn
But lines were crossed
A right was wronged.

Dirty hands, dirty faces
Hiding in dirty places
The masses set
Their guns to right
And wipe the sweat
From frightened eyes.

Shots are fired in the night
The clashing of the steel of knives
The cries of pain
As blood is drawn
Running feet...
Then silence dawns.

Dirty hands, dirty faces
No longer hide in dirty places
For not a breath
Is left to pray
As little soldiers
Go to their graves.

-Birthday-

Please hold my hand and tell me that you're alright
I knew that i have been so mean to you lately
Don't turn your head away you will understand i'm right
When i say the meaning of a perspective of myself truly

There are some things that you can't deny in life
And some things that bleeds your heart like a knife
That times world fades gray
You live just to spend the day
The only thing you want is to walk away

But now i understood you're so precious
You can lose a loved one,you should hold tightly the others
Otherwise you can really be a loser about your life ambitions
It can be even your mom but you can have nobody even that bothers

Hug me tightly,you can even squeze me
I won't get angry,i can get down on my knee
If it will make you forgive me,please let me kiss you
And spend the night just looking to your eyes with nothing else to do

I would like to say those to your face,but it's too late
And it's your birthday i know and i would like to celebrate
I know you cry so much on heaven as i do on earth
This is day you died last year and the day was your birth
I'm sure you won't like that it's sealed with my tears and blood
I will arrive to you with it when i begin to sleep forever on my plot

Hope you like it:)

i'd like to do death of a friend plz... thnx

can i do 'Suicide' please?

Well I'm not sure if you could consider this about Suicide or Cutting cause it's kind of about both...

The Blade

I got the blade in my hand,
Ready to press it on my wrist.
I got tears in my eyes
And I'm thinking about suicide.

I cut so deep, I bleed for hours,
Laying on the floor,
I'm not sure what I should do.

Should I call someone for help
Or should I just lay here and die?
Would it even matter to anyone?
Would anyone even cry?

I don't see a reason for living,
There's no point in life,
I've got nothing good going for me.

So I'll just lay here in my blood,
And bleed till I die.
Nobody will even care that I'm gone,
I won't be missed by no one.

Copyright © March 03, 2007 - Kristina M

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I would like to reserve War

bump

Its bout suicide, cutting, depression i guess..

No Pain in a Final Breath
by Broken Spirits and Nightmares

Another dark corner
in another dark room,
he sits all alone
awaiting his doom.

His friends are gone
like the pain he feels,
Waiting for his final breath
and his fate to be sealed.

The blade no longer cuts
the pills no longer heal,
the noose no longer chokes
reality is no longer real.

Everything he knew
was all just a lie,
a set-up reality show
to force his goodbye.

And as he slowly fell
no one spared a glance,
they watched him fall further
into an irreversible trance.

Living a monotomous life
with no lifelines left,
he sat in his corner
awaiting his final breath.

(C)2007 Bryce Dressler

Death of a relative please x

thank you all look at first post to see if you got your reserve, i think eveyone did,thank you all and good luck.

ok so is there anyone else that wants in on tihs or not?

I am done with b-day if you scroll up you'll see

so im going to take it mine didnt make it?

thats alright it was nice to write anyway.

Subjects
-sucide-Shattered heart
-cutting_Broken spirits
(this is from my first post!) you made it!! if you are unhappy let me know why and i will try and fix things. thank you again for entering!!

i am closing contest early due to lack of entrys rewards are still the same and i will judge and post on........ the 12 of march

the title still open are.....
--rape
----abuse
------christmas

and i am adding four more titles

1 another poets choice
2 growing up
3 another death of a friend
4 and one on angels (good or bad)
thank you and let me know if you need anything!!??

I would like to do abuse, please.

-nvm-

ABUSE:
Stained Tears, Stained Scars

She went to school with a sad little face
She was so glad to get away from that place
That place that nobody could understand
Where she was treated like a gain or sand
Tears were stained on her sad little face
Stained scars took her heart's place
Nobody noticed the pain that was there
She didn't tell 'cause no one would care
The bell rang
School had ended
When she heard it, her heart was bended
She tried to stay there for as long as she can
And then she met a sad little man
He looked so tired
And so scared
He knew the girl would actually care
Both spilled their hearts out
About their life
She told him she was cut with a knife
He said that his mommy took away his life
The girl was puzzled by this reponse
As he cleaned her face with a bloodstained cloth
The night had fallen
He left her alone
So she had no choice but to go back home
The morning came and it was half past seven
She never went to school to see the boy
Instead her soul flied to her gorgeous heaven
And she met the boy there
Soon the world forgot the little girl
Who's tears were stained on her sad little face
And stained scars took her heart's place

this enteries are great keep them comming and i am closing on the twelth so get yours picked and posted

topics still open.....
--rape
----christmas
------poets choice
--------growing up
----------death of a friend
-------------one on angels (good or bad)

hey hun i'm done with b-day please clear this reserved thing...scroll up if you want to see

i got it. thank you for entrying,and you want me to clear wat?

-birthday-reserved for laura

reserved thing coz i'm done,it confuses me to see that

i am keeping this open for two more days cause i am sick and unable to judge right at the time!
thanks for your patience,
nessa

Good luck everyone

thanks laura for being positive about this sorry to all that i am taking so long!!

can i have the one on angels?

Angel Find Your Way;;by Condescending;;Heart.

Angel Find Your Way;;
Condescending;;Heart.

Piece together this heart
I'm sure you'll find away
Since you did you best to break it
Make this be okay

Guide me if you must
But this time don't leave me alone
I'm sick of feeling empty
To a world I should of known

I guess I missed all the signs
Of what I'm supposed to do
But part of me died
Trying to look out for you

Its like a part of me is missing
And part of me has died
Without you standing near
I have nothing left inside

Please find away to me
I'm sure you'll make it here
The truth is I'm lost without you
So find your way to me dear

My angel find your way
I haven't seen you for awhile
I'm making these mistakes
And I need your hand to smile

My angel find your way
For what is right an wrong
I've cursed you many time
But I've needed you all along.

you got it! thank you

can i do... death of a friend?
is the contest still open anyway? oh well i'll just do it.
thx luv gabriella

um... so this is death of a friend.

Maya
by gabriella

so unafraid to go
you knew that it was so
laying there strong,
when they told you the test was wrong.

i will forever remember
as i see your face in the embers
when i lift my arms to the breeze
i hear your name from the trees

you live in flight with the birds
never tied to the world
and yet not far do you roam
you always come home

you smiled in your sleep
when all the others weep
like a butterfly
you weren't afraid to die.

okay, i don't know if that will make the contest but i needed to write a poem for her anyway,
by the way, this is about one of my good friends who died of leukemia last year
anyway. thx
luv gabriella

thanks a bunch gabriella
nessa
and it closes tomorow
nessa

okay, im glad i made it in.
luv gabriella

CLOSED CLOSED CLOSED CLOSED CLOSED

if you have a reservation you have today to get it posted other than that this contsest is closed.
thank you for your time and patience

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i will post winners tomorow and i will give out prizes, if you have a reserve this is your last chance