Give Me Your Best!

CLOSED FOR JUDGING.

Prizes:
1st place: 6 comments
2nd place:5 comments
3rd place: 4 comments

No need to reserve, I will take all entries until the closing date.

Closing Date:14th June 2007

It's an old one. It's called:

When the clock strikes twelve...

In the narrow, dark, passage,
Amidst the dismal corridors.
Between the sharp and hurtful word usage,
and the dark bloody floors.

When the clock strikes twelve...
All these horrors will come back.
Because my reality will strike at me,
and my world will soon turn black.

My cinderella slipper will fade away,
and so will my golden curls.
A nothing will I be again,
Holding this tattered doll,
I stare at the girls.

A gentle stranger may smile at me,
maybe even wave a note.
You give me so much sympathy,
In this ocean of blood you allow me to float.

All I have is this orphanage,
and all these other children.
I can pray to God for courage,
to let me survive this life no matter how barren.

In this old dismal room,
with these sheets so gray.
I sink up all the gloom,
as I sit back and sway.
Sway to beat of my hearts music,
for all it's worth,
it lets me dance even if it's without lyrics.

When the clock strikes twelve...
All these couples will go away.
Because I'm not who they want,
It was just a waste of a day.

Crippled, old, dirty and in a corner,
what more is needed to turn you into a foreigner?
They look at me with eyes so wide,
so wide and full of pity.
What's worse than feeling looked down upon?
As if they cursed and spit on me.

I may be alone and I may be torn,
but that doesn't mean I need your help.
I may be afraid and I may have been pricked by a few thorns,
but at least I haven't let out a yelp.

So when you looked at me today,
and stretched out your hand.
You really touched my heart.
You fooled with my head in ways,
in ways I just couldn't stand.
Knowing we'll live lives completely apart.

Thinking of you taking me home,
and maybe you'd give me some love.
The love which my parents should have shown,
but instead they were sent above.

Sitting on that couch,
happily playing with those dolls,
imagine how happy I would be.
Because no more would I have to crouch,
and stand against the walls,
just so the better kids won't walk over me.

But it was just one smile,
it's not like it meant anything to you.
And in a small while,
you'll be doing what all of them do.
You'll pick up the cutest little child,
who doesn't have a clue.
Who doesn't have a clue,
how cruel this world can be to you.

So when the clock strikes twelve,
I'll have to put my fairy tale back on the shelf.
I'll have to persuade myself,
to accept the truth.
When the clock strikes twelve....

Flying...

A tear brighter than a star,
comes shimmering down from afar,
a wing of gold,
a tongue of flame,
yet this can only lead to shame.

A fear now thrown away,
joyfully welcoming the day,
so impossibly alive.
Four paws of stone,
now running home.

A dream now come to life,
by teeth sharper than a knife,
tail streaming out beneath.
As it screams in it's exalted state,
yet happiness is always too late.

Muscles tired from standing,
wings too sore for landing,
it all was just a dream.
Too long standing on a pedestal,
for this, even god can fall.

Even the darkness sparkles in his majesty,
king of honor and honesty,
yet unseen by all.
And a lion stands alone,
on his golden throne.

And a tear brighter than a star,
can only fly so far,
before it hits the ground.
A feather floating down,
to settle on his crown.

The girl in the mirror

The girl in the mirror
Is one I wish I didn't know
She's too ugly to be pretty
She'll never let her face show

She cuts out pictures
And hangs them on her wall
Of the bodies that she wishes she could have
Not fat, just skinny and tall

The face she sees in the mirror
Is not one she wants to see
The one on the cover of her favorite magazine
Is the one she wishes she could be

She'll take a picture of herself
And she'll cross out all the parts that are bad
And when every part is finally crossed out
To look at it only makes her more sad

She looks at his new girlfriend
And says "Why couldn't I be her?"
"If I was her he'd like me."
"And I'd be pretty that's for sure."

That girl is pretty and she's flawless
And when dancing never misses a beat
And while she's busy watching her
He's busy sweeping that girl off her feet

And she'll rush home to her room
Only to continue to cry
She just can't stand it any longer
And the mascara runs down her eyes

She wants to be perfect
But that's something she'll never feel
For, her mind within her body
Doesn't process that it can be real

She will never feel good about herself
She will never feel proud
She will never want to be the real her
When she sees all the beautiful girls around

She'll tear up al the pictures
Of the models on her wall
She'll slowly begin to crumble
And to the ground she'll fall

She even knows what's gonna happen
This girl is gonna break
Why did this have to be real
Why couldn't it have been fake

Why can't she be perfect
Why can't she be pretty and nice
And this is to any girl out there
Please try and take my advice

This is to any girl out there
Who can't get back up when she falls
To any girl out there
Who thinks she's not pretty at all

To any girl out there
That looks in the mirror and grabs her fat
And thinks "How disgusting."
I know, I've been where you're at

To any girl out there
Who wishes she could be someone else
All you have to do
Is just try and live to be yourself

Try and make changes
But don't do too much
Do you really need anything to make you pretty
Like tons of make-up and such?

Just wear your best smile
That's all you have to do
Because a real true smile
Can light up a room

And with a smile like that girl
It's for sure
That you don't have to be pretty
You've got way much more

Remember My Tears
by Jessica

{...Remember My Tears...}

Elegantly falling over smooth cheeks
Destroying perfectly polished makeup
Sparkling lightly like scattered diamonds
Cutting deep canyons into soft pale skin..

{...Remember My Tears...}

Falling relentlessly like sapphire waterfalls
Smudging dark blood around saddened eyes
Carefully outlining their emerald coloring
Releasing all pain from within in salty drops..

{...Remember My Tears...}

Glowing delicately under the pale moon
Leaving black streams to flow across my face
Slowly washing away the dirt from my life
Remember my tears, because you created them..

Behind the Crimson Door
by SecludedSerendipity

The children of a neighbourhood go nowhere near
That solid crimson door which emits a dreaded fear
"It's evil!" "It's haunted!" is what they think is true
Yet they'll never really know; too scared to go through

The curtains at the windows, torn at many sides
With just one look, the town people decide
That this house must be evil, that's all that it can be
Their ignorance blinds them from truth that they can't see

The wooden door is crimson, a deep strong ruby red
In other's eyes that surely means bloodshed
Yet behind the door is happiness; a small loving family
Just two married elders, with the name Bramley

Mr. and Mrs. Bramley, married for sixty-two years
Sharing the happiness of love, through both laughter and tears
Knowing what other people think, outside the small house of theirs
Bothering neither of them, they're left alone with their cares

People sometimes say that ignorance is bliss
If you really believe that, then take a look at this
Never seeing a real example, of true love in the air
Their close-mindedness stops them realising what is there

So instead they are left to worry at night
If ghosts from the house will come to give them fright
The loving couple stay together in lovers galore
Locked in each other's heart behind the crimson door

No More Waiting For You
By:Laura

Chase all my dreams,
Leave me alone with your reality.
Let my body fill in with your purity,
Until the day you go away.

Make all my illusions fade,
I really don't need to fancy anything;
Because the truth is more than everything,
Until the day you go away.

Break all my hand cuffs,
That I will learn to fly within you forever;
Be my wings to soar,stop now never!
Until the day you go away.

Wipe all my tears,
At the days we argue about things;
Or is it only me everytime thinks?
Until the day you go away.

Throw all my hate,
Before I do something meaningless.
Don't let me break you but I'm fearless,
Until the day you go away.

Waste all your fantasies,
Sorry for all the times we two had.
I've got no reason to look back sad,
After the day you went away.

Upon a lovers ideal

Lame beauty withering slowly
Against the precious life form's arm.
A kiss planted so gently
Upon a lover's palm.

Sweet teardrops of the sunlight
Bathe them in a reclusive glow
A shadow falls intently
Upon a lover's plateau.

Alas! It seems pure nature
Has followed in appeal,
So calm, the world is living
Upon a lover's ideal.

If Tears Were Black

If tears were black,
Her face would be stained.
From all the nights she couldn't go to sleep
Because her pillow was too wet,
Or when she couldn't calm down
So she curled up in the corner and wept.

Her face would be stained
Just like her wrists
With half-hidden scars
That will forever exist.

If they were indeed black,
She wouldn't be able to hide
All the feelings
She holds deep inside.

But tears aren't black,
They're clear and don't stain
So she can hide her true feelings,
And hide all her pain.

*hope you like it!

Sin-Shine

Sunshine turns to sin
Sinshine falls upon my head
I am graced with the beauty of pain
As once again I must face this dread

Clouds turn to darkness
Mounds sit over me
Their contents spill before my soul
As I dare to be free

Trees turn to sadness
Dreams once more shade you
A single leaf comes crashing down
Reconciling pictures you once drew

Breezes turn too hollow
Freezing days are to come
I attempt to end this cruel world
But my pain is not yet done

Rain turns to emptyness
Pain flies in my hair
Multicolored rainbows
Cascade with great despair

Days fade to winters
Dazes are in my mind
You've always been my understanding
Yet nature calls it's time

~~~~~~~~~~~
It's a nature poem with a somewhat hidden metaphor.

I hope this one is ok. hope you like it.

The pain you gave me for over 3 years

by Nikki

I remember one night,
when I tried to run,
you caught up to me,
and said we had to be one,

you gave me a beating,
so hard you almost knocked me out,
I remember feeling you inside me,
I cannot remember what it was about,

there was no reason for what you did,
there was no reason for the pain,
you said if I didn't moan,
you would do it again,

I tried to moan,
but all I could do was cry,
you had tied me down,
I just wanted to die,

to know you were doing it,
to feel your touch,
I felt so disgusting,
and you were so rough,

I layed there tied down,
through a full day of hell,
I could not move,
and you said if I tell,

tell anyone where I went,
that I would die,
so to my friends and family,
I had to lie,

when you finally,
I remember the relief,
that you and I were one,
that was your belief,

I knew you would come back,
so many times for more,
do you know how you made me feel,
I felt like a dirty fucking whore,

24 hours,
of nothing but your lust,
telling anyone about it,
you I could never trust,

I knew you would kill me,
you had tried it once before,
but you stopped choking me and said,
that you might come back for more,

I hated you so much,
and still do to this day,
I hate you with a passion,
and in every single way.

The Innocence of Youth

A young women who just turned sixteen,
Feels the pressures of this fast paced world,
Her friends are all about the party scene,
While she's still Daddy's little girl.

She wants to make her own decisions,
Knowing some choices will be mistakes,
See's her future in the clearest of visions,
While understanding once is all it takes.

If she gives up her innocence of youth,
She knows that it'll be gone forever,
Why trade in one of life's purest truth's,
For a boy who doesn't care whatsoever.

I mean he tells you that he loves you,
And no matter what he'll always be there,
But I don't believe he even has a clue,
He just wants your innocence I swear.

He'll tell you whatever he needs to say,
Just to inch his way a little closer,
Your so called love he'll soon betray,
In the end he'll just be another poser.

So please follow your virgin heart,
Do not mistake his lies for truth,
All he's wanted from the very start,
Is your sacred innocence of youth.

The Seven Deadly Sins

A fallen mans tendency, has now become to sin,
Unleashing utter misery, from the soul deep within.
Creating a harmful threat, of eternal damnation,
Once unleashed on the world there will be no salvation,
For when a sin is committed, life will fall from grace,
These seven deadly sins, bring terror with a trace.

Lust causes an obsession, on sexual thoughts and desire,
To grasp upon ones love, of whom which they admire.
A Foolish man does not realize, that love differs from lust,
By the time it's realized, woman will look with disgust.
Unfulfilled lusts, does lead one into an addiction,
Rape being an outcome, for ones final conviction.

Gluttony is overindulgence, which one will consume,
Enough food and drink for there stomach to balloon,
Causing ones healthy body, to physically break down,
This destructive behavior, could destroy an entire town.
Alcoholism, soon begins to rise, with excessive drinking,
This substance abuses is moralized without one blinking.

Greed is for those who acquire more than their need,
Wealth, everyone desires even if they must bleed.
Greed is known as a mortal sin against god himself,
Disloyalty and betrayal begins to take over itself.
Violence, trickery and manipulation is what you consume,
Deep down in your conscious these traits do loom.

Sloth is the sin of uneasiness brought to the mind,
Loss of joy, happiness and love are now what you find.
Restlessness and instability soon follow within time,
Looks now not respectable, as sorrow begins to climb.
Depression and sadness, leaves one in a suicidal state,
Suddenly abusing ones body, finding death is now your fate.

Wrath known as anger are uncontrolled feelings of hate,
The selfish sin of all comes knocking down hells gate,
Revenge, Impatience, justice, discrimination and spite,
Are the things this sin makes happen, with a loss of sight.
Robbing innocences, is the outcome of those who fury,
Watch as things turn when you step in front of a jury.

Envy is the desire,for wanting what others do own,
The punishment for the envious is to have their eyes sewn.
For wanting what they lack is also like the sin of greed,
Committing this sin, is the most deadliest of all deed.
Perceiving themselves unfortunate, wanting what they can't,
Someones personality or appearance, being a poisonous plant.

Pride, The most serious sin. causing one to love themselves,
Failing to give compliments to those other then yourself,
This the ultimate sin from which the others do arise,
Planting upon someone the most perfect of all disguise,
This sin pride, Caused Satan himself to fall from heaven,
Now he's wrath is upon others, And this sin makes the seven.

Concreate Angel
Bryan

A sweet child, born on a snowy night,
born too early but still giving a fight.
The parents took drugs, this poor baby,
born for the world, so they could see.

A sweet child of nearly one,
born early from what his parents had done.
Doctors are baffled, not much to do
he is suffering from death thats overdue.

A sweet child of nearly two,
still fighting for life, not much he can do.
The nurses try to fulfill the babies needs,
hoping he will live, hoping to succeed.

Now a sweet child of nearly three,
died one snowy night for the world to see.
How cruel life is, now its too late,
his life has ended, given by fate.

May all that reads this understand,
join together and hold hands.
Learn to love and not to hate,
so no more kids follow his child's fate.

another sad story i had to read in the paper, sadly this happens everyday, i hope everyone learns from this.

Edit, double post

More Than Useless

Her smiles, picture perfect.
Her looks, innocent, pure;
Intelligence with confidence.
Her mind, unclear, unsure.

It is true love this girl seeks.
Yet it is hard love she disguises.
Her life filled with twists and turns.
Her life overflows with surprises.

What to do with secret love?
A love to harbor and conceal,
Awkward and embarrassing
To fall to the same sex appeal.

Afraid to appear outside the closet
For she feels her feelings hopeless.
Oh how hurtful the feeling to know
That her love is more than useless.

Yet her smiles are still picture perfect.
Her looks are still innocent and pure.
Her proper self, she hinders.
This secret she will have to endure.

**Really old, but it's one of my favorites.

Hi,im new here! LOL! here is my poem.....

Without You.......

I sit alone,missing you and wishing you were here so that i could hold you,touch you,and feel your lips carese mine.
I am alone without you,there is no one more than you to love me.Do I have reason to live without you by my side? without your love to egnite the flames of passion inside,I have nothing,I am nothing.
Nothing but a spark is whats left of me as I fade away,with the hopes that I will burn again with my desire for you.

bye,NeverDie,

Best? matter of opinion...um,

Awkward
by Holy Hellcat

Who's that boy
in the back of the room
curly-brown hair
and shifty eyes

he watches everybody
what all does he see
it escapes the rest

while they sing & dance
he writes his obituary
they all think he's really weird
so awkward and withdrawn

so naive so unaware
the new girl sits beside him
his smile brightens the corner
their corner of the world

Unloved and Alone

It's gone.
Oh, my God,
It's gone!
The love you once felt for me
Has disintegrated into dust
And been taken by the wind.
How can it be?
The love we had was true!
How can it be gone?

I can't breathe.

Our love was real!
It had to be!
I swear it was real,
Wasn't it?
Oh, my God!
It wasn't, was it?
You never really loved me.

I'm drowning.

This cannot be!
It just cannot be!
My love was true.
It was undying,
Until now.

Oh, my God,
I've been murdered,
My heart ripped out,
Stabbed,
Mutilated!

How can this possibly be?
I have died
Unloved,
Alone...

Josie

I don't know if its my best.
But it has a lot of meaning to me.
-----------------------------------------------------------
I'll always love you

Everytime you done it
You only thought of you
You didn't care about your family
Or what you put them through

I dont understand why
Why didn't get help then
When it was obvious you needed it
You're suppose to be my mum, my friend

You would hide knifes and glass
We would find one each day
We were a happy family
Till the day you went away

Mum,
I dont hate you for it
I'll always love you
But I wont forgive or forget

Our Warby CondescendingHeart

What Kind Of Person Would I Be,
If You Didn't Stand Here Beside Me,
Would I Lose Myself In This Place;
If I Had To Live Without Your Embrace,

Would You Forget Me If I Turned Away
Would You Still Think Of Me From Day To Day,
If You Missed Me Would You Say It,
Or Would It Just Be To Hard To Admit,

If You Left Me I'm Sure I Would Die,
Cause I'm To Stubborn To Let You Say Goodbye;
And Without You I'd Suppress My Memories,
And Befriend My Most Hated Enemies

So Watch Me As I Slip From Your Grasp
And For Your Contaminated Air I'll Gasp
But Would I Fall On My Knee's In Pain,
Just So I Could See You Again

Because Inside We Both Know Its True
That I Need You And You Need Me Too
And To Act This Way Is How We Show Our Love
Or What You'd Call Lack Of

So We Live With Our Mistakes
Handling What We Know Are Heart Aches
Because Head Over Heels We Fall
And On Our Knee's We Crawl

Still To Get To You I'd Find A Way
Paving The Streets Night And Day
Because Hand And Hand We A War
Just To Show Were Worth Fighting For

Title: The woman of mine
Genre: Love
Poem:

In a garden you were born
and in summer you grew
you were 1 out of thousands
and all brand new

but when winter came
with it's frost and pain
700 died
so that few could remain

years passed
and you began to see
that the other flowers
wasn't nearly as pretty as you began to be

red as a rose
white as snow
and with the sweetest fragrance
hiding, so that nobody would know

But some one found you
beneath the web of a spider
protected from all the creeps
just stood and got brighter

A tear from heaven
reached your body
and your were blooming
and I began to study

the marvelous change
out of the old shining shell
a beautiful woman
like this was a fairies spell

cause I have never imagined
that I would be the one
to reach you, this perfect woman
who warmed my heart with your inner sun

Link:

http://www.best-love-poems.com/poems.php?id=895243

Mine is also really old, but i haven't been here in a while so i don't really have new ones.

My Guardian Angel

I stand here protected, as one guarded child.
I sit alone safely, where nothing is wild.
Never been in danger, never in harm's way.
and all of life's challenges, waited at bay.

i have always been happy, for I've never felt pain.
my angel stands by me through sun snow and rain.
she is always smiling. and a smile she receives.
she tricks enemies away, or is it me she deceives?

I have always been guarded, and so never in fear.
and I stay locked up always, year after year.
have not seen a human, for she said they are bad
and even though i am healthy, i remain sad.

have i been missing out, is there much more to life,
could i someday have children and maybe a wife?
I must see it for myself, no longer can i wait.
i must be fragile, for fear is a human trait.

i wanted the experience, yet she locked me in.
i tried to run away, but she will always win.
I'm stuck here forever, i cry through the night.
and for the first time ever, i am feeling fright.

so long's gone by now, i still am stuck here.
i now cry every night, for real life is so near.
but here i shall stay, until my final breath.
so is she My Guardian Angel, or my Angel of Death.

Take this one instead. i like it better than the one i pmed you about

the title: it's time

It's time for a dreadfully beautiful morning,
When the rays reflect upon
Her departing gown,
And the time for the light,
Shines with prominence;
It is time to depart.

Time for her life to branch to the sky
Maybe she'll fall,
Beneath the earth,
Or maybe,
She'll soar through the stars,
That the Gods laid before us.

It's your time to let go,
And hope for the best,
Your little girl is flying your nest,
To find meaning in her life.

You have kept her safe
Kept her strong through all the faults,
So rest easy now,
Dear Mother,
The pain won't last long,
It won't be there at all,
Knowing that I will survive,
Because you were there...

thnks.

good luck everyone.

Chaotic

Hushed secrets cached beneath septic skin,
Anemic bones tormented from pain within,
Enhanced nerves tremble blood streams,
Tarnished tears gush upon open wounds,
Chaotic mindset awoke believable dreams.

Isolated visions engulfed muzzled thoughts,
Taped skeletal frames escaped triple knots,
Languished emotions controlled innocence,
Injected fears revealed unknown past scars,
Chaotic mindset hushed in complete silence.

Narcotic fumes consumed troubled airways,
Fainting portraits stood strong on displays,
Collapsed future stared fear into the eyes,
Regretful memories flashed beyond lights,
Chaotic mindset prayed for final goodbyes.

7th September 2006
Copyright (C) Natalie.

Name: London My Mistress
By: Moira

London bridge is falling down
and with her goes my sanity
A dirty dinge of built up crap
From all of life's profanity

Her mocking frost and frozen heart
have fingers long and spindly
They wrap me up and drag me down
and I go along absentmindedly

I did not know how numb and cold
my brain and heart could get
Its not too often I've sat and thought
of all that I'll forget.

Of thoughts so strong and demonstrated
and beliefs that were intense
Now seems a thing so obsolete
My past one big pretense.

Why have I let this mistress in
to suck all that is good
Affecting my entire being
and altering my mood

Its like this London character
scares me with her darkness
But deep down I am just like her
and resisting her is pointless

My shallow skin now transparent
my eyes yellow and sickly
Im hanging on for dear life
But my arms are growing weakly

Her cobbled streets of staggered brick
her love so suffocated
Her leaning walls so menacing
her stone heart isolated

I wonder why it is I remain
when she makes me so depressed
And then I note the irony:
With her I am obsessed!

This was hard to judge...but after consideration I now have the winners:

1st Place:SecludedSerendipity
2nd Place: Bob Shank
3rd Place: CondescendingHeart

If you could let me know which poems you want doing, I will get to them asap.

Thank you to everyone who entered!
xxx

:O First place?! Thank you so much. xD And congrats to everyone else.

Could you please do:

o1. See the Creature
o2. Do You Want to Know a Secret?
o3. The Voices that Betray Me
o4. He Paints Me Blue
o5. Twenty Years and Two Husbands Ago
o6. Paint and Pillows {Triple Triolet}

Thank you.

Wow;
third place, I'll Take It :)

Could you please do..
1. Chasing whats not real
2. Please Forgive Me.
3. A night of deadly sin
4. Walk A Little Straighter Daddy 'Childs View'

Thank you very much!
Condescendin.'