My first contest!!!

Ok so here are the rules.
-must be sad/dark/or love poem!
-must be done by august 5
-has to have some rhym in it!
-you can choose your own title
-must be new!
-2 poems per a person!

PRIZES (if there is a lot of entrys i will make prizes bigger)

1st place-12 ratings and comments possible spot on favorites.
2nd- 8 comments and ratings possible spot on favorites

3rd-5 comments and ratings

everyone else 1 comment
nice job ppl on the contest!!! congratz to our winners!!!!!
1st place-xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex
wrote
And I Shall Love You, Until I Love No More
2nd place-Gem*
wrote
Xx Tequila Loves Me xX
3rd place-nikki
wrote
Depression is not for attentiont
this contest was hard to judge everyone put in a great entry it was so hard to judge!!!!!!

How many can we put in. like how many poems per person?

Here is one. i hope it fits the guidelines you set...

I cannot make you love me

by Nikki

I cannot make you love me
Though I try so hard
You just keep standing over there
And my love you disregard

Why do you ignore me?
You never even look my way
I feel like I do not exist anymore
And my heart is leading me astray

You do not notice I am alive
What happened to the love we once shared?
The love that we had was once so strong
But now I do not think our love will be repaired

Your standing over there
With her by your side
Seeing you smile and laugh happily
My soul has suddenly died

I stand in this corner
Fake smile on my face
Pretending that I hate you
And that I am happy in this place

I want to run over and hug you
Just to feel your warm embrace
But I cannot make you love me
And I sit here in disgrace

Here is my second one, and thanks so much for clearing it up.

Depression is not for attention

by Nikki

Everyone says depression
Is a way to get attention
I do not see how it is
Do they really think I asked for this?

I did not ask to have this life
I did not ask for all this strife
Do you think I wanted to be this way?
I do not want my life on display

Yes I cut myself, yes I self harm
Do you think I like these scars on my forearm?
I cannot help that I hate who I am
Do you think I want to be in this jam?

I cannot help that I always feel sad
I do not know why I mostly get mad
I am angry at myself and what I have done
I have not been able to stop cutting since I begun

The first time I remember, I made a fist
Vertical cuts up my arms and on my wrists
From then on it just got worse
On my legs and feet as well, I started feeling like I was a curse

Depression is not for attention, I just feel down
I hate myself and self harm when no one else is around
It is not a thing I love to do
It is not something to understand, and I do not expect you to

I just wish people would not judge me
They judge me of the scars they see
The scars I have a freshly cut
I cannot help my life being in a rut

All I ask is you stop saying I want attention
It is not my fault that I have depression
I hate myself as much to your alarm
But it is my choice that I self harm

It makes me feel better, myself, I have to punish
I do want to change myself, it is my wish
Depression I want to say my final goodbye
But I cannot get rid of you no matter how hard I try

And I Shall Love You, Until I Love No More

This is like the thoughts of Romeo and Juliet, speaking with Death. If that makes sense. =/. Enjoy.
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Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
And I shall love you, until I love no more."
Sweet caress by moonlights hand; souls will unite,
Whispers softly, "Love at hand is death at sight."
A soothing breeze glows deathly; "Admit defeat;"
Dash to him; "Without you, I am incomplete."
Master of hearts, dare you breathe a timely death,
"You live too long; mangled veins protest this breath."
Echoes build, tombed cry; "...until I love no more..."
Burned hands touch the snow; souls of love yet ignore.
Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
"And I shall love you, until I love no more."

Sweet caress by moonlights hand; souls will unite,
Whispers softly, "Love at hand is death at sight,"
Nevermore shall igniting bonds bring to touch;
Dangerous ignorance pass; untimely, oh such!
"Succumb! Render mercy, faithless that you be;
In moment's time, lost admist, but never free."
Woes to woes; love is brutal amongst the cold,
Test precise; taste gracious boundaries nothing holds.
Echoes build; whisper in your ear, "...never free..."
Burned hands cool snow; "You have my heart, and the key."
Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
"And I shall love you, until I love no more."

A soothing breeze glows deathly; "Admit defeat;"
Dash to him; "Without you, I am incomplete."
Souls mend their hearts; they've not forgotten the dark,
Rendered black, hearts sing pity upon the mark.
"We have lived not in vain, but for love and word,"
Crashing templates for the latter that occurred.
Grasp failing hands that seem lost in time, a shame;
"This is death and love, don't you see! Not a game!"
Echoes build; "Grim arrives soon, my dears, be still,"
"We will not succumb!" Does gasp a greater chill.
Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
"And I shall love you, until I love no more."

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The Licentia Rhyme Form, a poetic form created by Laura Lamarca, consists of at least 3
12-line stanzas with 11 syllables per line. Of course, the poem can be elongated adding on
to the following rhyme scheme: aabbccddeeAA, BBffgghhiiAA, CCjjkkllmmAA

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

Little April Shower

My mouth says vibrations,
I never felt I'd do,
My heart heavy, breaking,
With all I think of you,

Little April shower,
The pain runs dry,
Although there is no rain,
But all the tears I cry,

Your soul trembles,
As your hands start to shake,
I feel you start to wilt,
As your heart's about to break,

Falling to this pit,
Where ice takes hold,
Darkness caves in,
And you turn cold,

You fade in the wind,
And my voice trails,
Your wings broken,
Again I will fail,

I see blood fall,
Forever we won't part,
Our vowes hold strong,
No longer lonely hearts.

Xx Tequila Loves Me xX

She sits in the corner of the kitchen crying
Cos she's found out about his cheating and lying
Fumbling in the cupboards with one clumsy hand
So intoxicated, she can't even stand

Her world tumbled down when he left her alone
Came back from work to a broken up home
All that was left was a crumpled up letter
She knew what to do to make it all better

Tore up all his clothes that he's left behind
Smashed up his belongings and threw them outside
Opened up the champagne saved for a special day
And drank it all down wondering what he'd say

Hours later she slumped down amongst the debris
Singing loud; "Never mind, Tequila loves me!"
Clutching the bottle tightly in her fist
She finally succumbed to the alcohols kiss

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

(This was written a few days ago, let me know if it's not new enough)

Xx Yesterday xX

Yesterday when the grass was still green
The flowers bloomed and their petals gleamed
Great trees touched the sky, tall and proud
And birds would warble and sing so loud

Yesterday when the sun was still bright
Everything was bathed in the warm golden light
We'd sit outside in the late summer heat
Exchanging kisses so loving, so sweet

Yesterday when the stars twinkled down
Nightingales sang us a beautiful sound
The moonlight covered us in silver strands
As we strolled by the river, tightly holding hands

Yesterday when we kissed for the very last time
We knew that we'd reached the end of the line
Love was no longer binding us together
But we parted knowing, we'd be friends forever

Yesterday when the sky was so blue
When you still loved me and I loved you
But today things have changed, we've grown apart
But we still hold friendship deep in our heart

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

Personal Torture

Her eyes could stare back at you -
But what do they really say?
Do they tell you of her personal torture,
That she has to endure each day?

Of all the pain she keeps inside,
Of all the deceit and lies?
You couldn't tell by looking
Really deep within her eyes.

She has learned to hid it so well -
So one day she can move on.
But somehow she knows she can't,
And she knew that all along.

She wants to run, but she cant';
The lies, they keep her trapped -
Like an animal inside a cage.
When she misbehaves, she's slapped.

She hides the bruises under some powder,
And paints some color on her face.
She wants so desperately to find
Someone so the pain is replaced.

Hiding behind her makeup are deeply hurting eyes -
They just want someone to see them and finally realize -
That all the pain can stop and the hurt can go away,
If someone would come save her and take the pain away.

Just Don't Let Me Fall

I've given my heart up; you've seen my real self -
Just don't hide me away, with the rest, on your shelf.
You've broken down my walls and beat through my outside;
Now I wonder to myself if it's useless to hide.

You can look through my eyes to my world, unseen -
A place where life was once too cruel and mean.
Pushed around, with not a place to call my own,
I lived my life in fear and almost always alone.

But somehow you saw past that, you saw the real me -
The girl behind the mask and behind the memories.
You took a liking to what she was destined to become,
You knew all she needed was a little love and some fun.

When you took her by the hand, her facade melted away -
Never was she the same after that fateful day.
The girl of the past became the person you see now,
I'm the one that made you that sollem vow.

I promised to love you and hold onto you tight -
To say I'm sorry after every fight.
To understand that we may not always be together,
But distance always makes the relationship better.

When you broke me out, I took a breath of fresh air,
Finally realizing that someone out there did care.
No more worrying about things that just didn't matter
I don't feel as if my heart's going to shatter.

But I do have one question and it's really quite small,
Can you promise me one thing: Just Don't Let Me Fall.

Ok I have two here for you. nice contest so far by the way..

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Entitled: Fallen Angel-And now here we see

And now here we see,
a sad picture as an angel sings,
under the limbs of a willow tree.
Another broken angel without her wings.
She has fallen and is now sitting in plain sight.
With a dried Rose held in hand,
A symbol of another lost night.
She sits there as we watch her sing,
the hymns for the fallen,
and the torture that she must bring.
Held captive, for her god will no longer take her.
Held captive, For now her fear will only embrace her.
Tears of innocence shed upon each cheek,
with each breath she finds it harder to sing or even speak.
And with the little strength that she has left.
She speaks these words, breath by breath.

"Help me please,
they have sent me here to find my way back,
but I fear I can not do it alone, not even that.
You are here now, but you will soon go,
for my hymns of the fallen will soon grow old.
You all will survive together,
throughout the rain, sleet, and snow.
But for me things will only get worse.
Because for me, this is my hermitic curse."

The rose held in her hand, soon turns to ash.
Her beauty starts to decline in quality and vigor,
and she sees her life before her flash.
In one blink of an eye, she is gone.
Lightning has struck the willow tree.
A few of us had stayed until dawn,
so that we could see.
But there was nothing left of her,
just a few dozen roses scattered
where she had sat in plain sight,
a symbol of where an angel once fell,
on a long and starry night.

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Entitled: Beautiful Cities and Tombstones

Come to the Beautiful City of the Dead,
where all forms of the past were led,
though the gates where each visitor will pay respect.
and every stone in the yard is meant for rest.
a place where darkness is reality,
happiness here is it's residents immortality.
where dreams are filled with life,
but in truth they are of death, there own in fact.
And where gifts consist of mourning flowers,
to only be cut down and withered within the first few hours.
and six feet, is the depth were every resident calls home,
and a welcome mat for each one, each written in stone.

Though day in and day out, no matter how many times you try,
you will one day wake up clawing at the ceiling of your grave,
everyone is destined to one-day, die.
If there's a puzzle to the world,
then this beautiful city is just another piece.
but we all end up it's populace in the end.
because eventually your life will unexist
you will depart and seis.
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Thanks,
ctmskh

Todays the last day right?

Yea today is

Good luck to all..:)

Wow. thanks for 3rd place

Aha, thank you for the first place! I'm so glad you liked it! =]
Congradulations to everyone else as well.

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

Oh wow, thank you so much for 2nd place! What a surprise!!

Just my eight latest of whatever takes your fancy m'dear

Thanks again and congrats everyone! =)

*Gem*