Dark poems {Titled} 2 Round Contest

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I saw that someone said that these posts are getting dead. This was my inspiration for my next contest.

Okay, so here it is. This is for DARK poetry. None of that lovey dovey, "I'm happy" stuff. I want dark...

This is a 2 round contest. There are 15 places in this round. Out of those 15 only 8 will move to the next round, where I will then choose my top 4 winners. (Obviously if the response is poor, I will rethink my strategy)

Rules:
1. Must reserve
2. ONE poem per person
3. NO happy thoughts
4. Closing date for Round 1 will be 05 June) NO extensions!!!
5. Have fun

Titles:
7. Blood Countess

Done:
6. Baby, Are You Dead? {Andrea Sunny}
10. Crucify {Perfectly Imperfect}
11. Goth Girls {Holy Hellcat}
8. Forever Midnight {Twisted Heart}
12. Doom And Gloom{Hellon}
13. Disturbed{Synh}
15. Suicide Girl {gabriella}
2. Murder in the Dark {Infected With his Deadly Love}
5. Cannot Feel {Jenni Marie}
14. My Gothic Heart {SecludedSerendipity}
1. They Died From You {Teria}
9. Thorn Bushes {TheWorldFellNUWerentThere}
3. Dark Angel {ShadOwOfaPh3Onix}
4. Diminish {Lush.Fcuk}

Winners:
First Place: 5 Ratings/comments & added to favourites
Second Place: 4 Ratings/comments & added to favourites
Third Place: 3 Ratings/comments
Fourth Place: 2 Ratings/comments

All those who make it to the second round will get 1 Ratings/comments for participating.

I look forward to seeing your darker side...

Murder in the dark please.

Cannot feel please.

Thorn Bushes plz.

Forever Midnight, please

thanks

Jeannie

Dark Angel please

Crucify please..

EDIT:

Crucify my heart
Crucify my soul.
Torture and torment;
Subdue my flesh...
Mortified I lie;
Binding my hands
Binding my feet,
Nailed to a cross
I shall now weep...
Crucify my heart
Crucify my soul.

Perfectly Imperfect
12th May 2007

*This poem is a metphor*

Darn I wanted Baby, Are You Dead? Haha, I will take Diminish please.

And it IS getting dead in here haha, I think you are referring to my other contest lol,

=]

Dark Angel please!

I got "Goth Girls" right here.

Please note: the following is based on what several different gothic women have said they actually believe.

"Goth Girls"

Try to be different
Dress in black, mascara masked,
and curse the world
with bitter words
of inner angst
Claim you are nothing

Going to hell as the devil's bride
Never submitting to worship
such a loser still living
in his Father's basement
but you shall take over
where he fell

The dark vampire carnality
Cabalistic desire in
being broken and damned
Hiss at the lines in the mirror
to scare the children

Raped of beauty
envious of all the other girls
Lust after smooth curves
and soft pink tans

In aberjeens and
teen magazines
Pornography is freedom
The sexual revolution

Lip gloss pursed, worn off
against hers
Wrapped between your fingertips
Leather garter, tied up
in tinsel and lace

Another victim in your grip
Stained with bloody fingerprints
Self-incriminate yourself
all over her thighs, gorge gluttonous, you know you are
Never satisfied

Romancing,

Dark Angel was reserved a few up from yours.

Disturbed please thanks :)

F! I wanted "Baby, Are You Dead?" and/or "Crucify". So, if they unreserve I call first dibs. I REALLY wanted those two. =[

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

Hellon, it is open to ANYBODY. And Romancing, like Lush said, Dark Angel was already reserved. Care to choice another?

Thanks for all the interest and new faces... :)

Oh, and Exctasy, you'll be the first on after me to know should there be an opening.

Forever Midnight
By: Twisted Heart

It comes to me, this dead of night
A whisper faint against my ear
Heralding me, to feet give flight
And hide among the shadow's fear.

Make haste upon my fleeting breath
Tend to the comforts of the shade
For this will be what brings my death
So quickly move before it fades.

On feet that carry me I'm driven
Upon the moon's caress I hide
Lend not a vision of fate delivered
But with new strength, take wing and fly.

From depths of slumber, I was awaken
To flee this lonely night of pain
Into the realm of hurt forsaken
A lost reflection now to claim.

Forever lost in depths of darkness
To crush the light that tries to breathe
Inside the shadows of the sorrow
That clings to every part of me.

Now in the faded shards of turmoil
I slowly step among the pain
Tattered scars upon my heartache
Dipped inside of Midnight's reign.

Disturbed

I can feel my core degrading,
From all my hate and the sinning,
Sleep through the lonely nights,
Hidden from the lights,
Writing myself exquisite letters,
Stop trying to make me better.
I know how to cut my veins to pieces.

Heart carved from coal,
Digging a deeper hole,
Can you find my soul?
It's lost deep inside.

Living with a dying heart,
Tearing my wrists apart,
Blood is beautiful art,
When it's splashed on the wall.

Can you start from the beginning?
Why am I still among the living?
Just to be tortured by
A world full of lies.
The hurt is what keeps me crying,
Let me know when I'm done dying.
I feel so cold inside.

What are you still here for?
I don't want you anymore,
I'm finally at death's door,
I'm ready to go through.

My soul seeps through my veins,
No more living in pain,
Death tastes sweeter than rain,
I'm no longer disturbed.

Umm, I'll take "My Gothic Heart" please.

Suicide girl plz

Suicide girl

you may think her smile is beautiful,
her eyes like stars in their brightness,
but just look closely,
in her mind, there's something to confess.

beneath the blue swirls of her spirit,
uncover the dusty mirror of her heart,
realize happiness is only a reflection,
as your dreams start to break apart.

feel her pain, once so innocent,
yet now a torrent of red,
maybe her eyes now look different,
look like the eyes of the dead.

well yes, her heart is still beating,
each thump another salty tear,
and her lungs still take in air,
but instead of blood flows fear.

maybe you could see her as a living being,
another walker of the earth,
yet she has already sacrificed herself willingly,
her life is one that has gone first.

so if you finally understand,
why she covered her tears with a twirl,
it's to late to tell her now,
because as she lies on the floor, two words scar her forever; suicide girl.

okay, there you go.

Murder in the dark [Acrostic]

Maliciously and silently, I plan it all
Under the moonlight, no one knows
Reaching for the sharpened knife
Dripping with blood, as I
Engrave my note into my skin
Revising what to write

I'll die here tonight, with blood all around
Not regretting anything that I am doing

Tears form as I finish it off
Here in my skin, my note lays
Ending my life, I'm not going to stay

Deeper and deeper, the knife goes
Anger is pouring out of me
Ripping it all out of me
Killing me softly, my murder in the dark

©Sarah Elliott 2007

Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same
words as in the title.

Cannot Feel.

Watching silently in the shadows
Eyes glancing around the room
Heart beating wildly
Knowing it will be time soon.

Fingers curling into fists
All movements slowing
Pulse beating faster
Everyone unknowing.

Eyes finding a victim
Something clicks in his brain
If his thoughts could be heard
He'd be diagnosed insane.

Luring her outside
Fake adoration in his eyes
Concealing his anger and hate
This she can't recognise.

Gone only a few minutes
Returning from the alley alone
One more dead body on the ground
That poor girl will never make it home.

This is what he does each night
Hoping his inner pain will start to heal
Because feeling power surge through his soul
Is the only way he knows how to feel.

My Gothic Heart {Double Triolet}
by SecludedSerendipity

My gothic heart, why do you cry?
Dripping blood, as dark as your fears
Please open up; we don't know why
My gothic heart, why do you cry?
Spread your wings, reach up and fly
Say goodbye to all those tears
My gothic heart, why do you cry?
Dripping blood, as dark as your fears

My gothic heart, why don't you sleep?
The night is a precious time
I never knew wounds could be so deep
My gothic heart, why don't you sleep?
You stay so secluded; don't make a peep
We know that life is one big climb
My gothic heart, why don't you sleep?
The night is a precious time

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A triolet is a poetic form that is eight lines long. Its rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB. The first, fourth and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines, thereby making the initial and final couplets identical as well.
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1. They Died From You
Please

They died from you

Vanishing particles uneasily found
have caused the cancer to surround.
A mind so deaf from earthly ways
has aged way past it's forgotten days.

A smile to complete. Complete what?
Two lungs that're failing. Going kaput.
Furious demons now leading the way,
there's nothing good left to do or say.

A million different reasons of which I hate
my grandma's destiny, my grandma's fate.
A ring on the phone sends me in shock.
Even if it's not her, my bones still lock.

Lost in this world uneasily found,
I've caused the fear to surround.
My mind so deaf from earthly ways,
has aged way past forgotten days.

I sit in a room that's filled with darkness
as the demons turn from dead to righteous.
They died from you, grandma.Your happy ways.
They lived from me in your dying days

I tried my best so here it is.

Thorn Bushes

Next to the train tracks,
There lays a white cross,
Remembering that little girl,
Who was always hidden away.

She'd sit in the thorn bushes,
And watch trains pass by the hours,
Ticking down the minutes,
Until her world was due to end.

Her little blue eyes,
That held the pain and the sorrow,
And her tear stained cheeks,
So round and smooth.

Her father died while doing his police duty,
And lost her mother to alcohol,
Nothing left of home,
Except a trashed house.

Thorn bushes was her home,
The only real place to go,
Where she could think of the past,
And wonder about the future.

The train decided to quit in that area one day,
Train men rushing by those thorn bushes,
One caught a glimpse of matted hair,
Only to find, a little girl in the thorn bushes.

In the newspaper,
It said her name was Hannah Marie,
Was only nine years old,
And passed away peacefully in the Thorn Bushes.

I might rewrite it a little bit a little later on but for now there it is.

One title still open. Anybody? Just over 3 weeks left...

When are you going to end this and judge? Just wondering.

As stated above, round 1 ends 11 June.

Sorry it took so long

Dark Angel (Pantoum)

The moon sets in this darkened sky
The Dark Angel sits full of tears
She wipes them from her eyes
The pain she feels is her only fear.

The Dark Angel sits full of tears
she waits but she already knows
The pain she feels is her only fear
so she waits for it to finally go.

She waits but she already knows
his picture will bring her demise
so she waits for it to finally go
as the monnlight begins to rise.

His picture will bring her demise
she sits wiping tears from her eyes
as the moonlight begins to rise
She watches it as it sits in the sky

The pantoum consists of a series of quatrains rhyming ABAB in which the second and fourth lines of a quatrain recur as the first and third lines in the succeeding quatrain; each quatrain introduces a new second rhyme as BCBC, CDCD. The first line of the series recurs as the last line of the closing quatrain, and third line of the poem recurs as the second line of the closing quatrain, rhyming ZAZA.

Damsel in distress; with
Ice clotting her veins, she
Mimics the horror movies -
Imitating the actors as she
Nears his throat,
Impeccably, she lifts the blade and
Slashes down, as he lays
Helplessly dying from her bloody knife.

-Jenna Elphick
May 26, 2007

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Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same words as in the title.

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Although this was previously to be closed on June 11th, I will now close this round on June 5th. There is still one titled, should anyone be interested.

Josie

This round is closed. Will post the winners, who are advancing to the second round, sometime this weekend.

Josie

Double post

Damn Computer!!!!!! Sorry :)

Oh I Give up!!!

It was really cool seeing what people submitted. i enjoyed ready all of your poems.
The ones who are going to the next round are:

SecludedSerendipity
Perfectly Imperfect
Hellon
Synh
Jenni Marie
ShadOwOfaPh3Onix AKA Bryan
Infected With his Deadly Love
Lush.Fcuk

Congradulations everyone!!!

Josie

Congrats everybody!!!!
can you please comment on
~eyes of a raven

thx so much
gabriella