Contest for Dark, Twisted Minds

WINNERS:
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1) Unholy Confessions by Beautiful Chaos

2) Calculating Infinity by ReproducedbyIntelligence

3) This Dying Soul by Hellon

~Thank you for your participation and congratulations to the winners

I'm going to try again:

-15 Titles, must reserve (only 1!)
-Any and all poetry styles welcome (except poem must be at least 8 lines long)
-Anger, horror, sorrow, fantasy, unexplained, anything that is in the realm of darkness is welcome
-End of Contest: Sunday, November 11th

1) Skeleton Dance-RESERVED (decayinthedark)
(Arch Enemy)

2) Bleeding Mascara-RESERVED (hollywoodxbangbang)
(Atreyu)

3) In The Nightside of Eden-RESERVED (Gem)
(HIM)

4) This Dying Soul-*DONE* (hellon)
(Dream Theater)

5) Calculating Infinity
(The Dillinger Escape Plan)

6) Of Chaos and Eternal Night-RESERVED (britt)
(Dark Tranquillity)

7) Unholy Confessions-*DONE* (beautifulchaos)
(Avenged Sevenfold

8) Secrets of the Prison House-RESERVED (slavetothemusic)
(Crisis)

9) The Great Decay
(Cursive)

10) The Room Behind the Door
(Hellion)

11) The Downward Spiral-RESERVED (sweetfragility)
(Nine Inch Nails)

12) Needles and Pins
(Deftones)

13) In The Shadow of the Valley of Death
(Marilyn Manson) (RESERVED)-Allison

14) Suicide Trees
(Otep)

15) Sea of Sorrow-RESERVED (bryan)
(Alice in Chains)

Bleeding Mascara, please. :]

The Downward Spiral, please.

Unholy Confessions please

Unholy Confessions

Alone she sits on a hill,
Her mind drinking in the memory,
She must confess,
The smell of blood ignited her.

A beast awoke inside her today,
All of the anger,
All of the rage,
All of the hatred poured out of her.

Eyes seeping bitterness,
Lips dripping with poison,
The line between right and wrong,
Washed away with her soul.

It was so easy,
Seduction,
Always the downfall of man,
Beauty, here, a weakness.

Bound for pleasure,
But not yours,
Deception at it's finest,
Trust becomes a curse.

Lips so sweet and eager,
Cold steel against the skin,
Shock and awe,
As she swept the knife across your flesh.

The fire in her eyes,
Such heat at the first glimpse of crimson,
Your struggle only enticing her,
Drawing her to you.

You were her first,
She must savour the moment,
Revel in her work,
Such mad beauty.

Graceful lines cross your body,
She drinks your life,
Staining her lips with your soul,
You glance her sadistic smile.

Oh what forms the devil may take,
And she must confess,
She does feel devilish,
Drunk on control.

Lost in a euphoric fog,
She brushes your lips,
You breathe your last breath,
Her blazing eyes your last sight.

A fallen angel,
Wings inflamed,
She burns into the night,
A ghost among the living.

She has marked her path,
Beautiful destruction from a rose,
Darkness blossoms in her decaying mind,
She knows there is no turning back.

Secrets of the Prison House please =]

Skeleton Dance

thanx...

Thank you people! any more takers?

Sea Of Sorrow

Nightside of Eden please

Xx In The Nightside Of Eden xX

The clouds are gathering, marring the moon
Which glows in full, illuminating the room
He sits in the corner, clutching onto his chair
Feeling the bristles of his fast growing hair

A sharp sudden jolt makes his body jerk
As the moonlight shines, things go bezerk
He lets out an agonised, blood curdling howl
That soon transforms into a blood thirsty growl

The chair is knocked over and broken in two
With a furious snarl, he smashes it through,
The window not caring if anyone hears
The werewolves arrived, it's what everyone fears

His matted fur is tangled and stained
With the blood of his victims he's already gained
Yellow teeth gleam in the misty moonlight
This time of the month is the werewolves night

His hungry black eyes darting out of control
This is the result of selling your soul
Nobody is safe whilst the moon is still full
In the nightside of Eden, is the human race cull

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

*Cull - When something is killed off

The Room Behind The Door ......Please

The Room Behind The Door

The room behind the door cries out
Paper patterns peeled and torn
Weary eye to keyhole burns
Whilst darkness stays the morn

The room behind the door cries out
In emptiness it breathes
Ghostly visions pacing planks
Rattling rings of tarnished keys

The room behind the door cries out
Dust choking bitter tears
Perchance a window open wide
Can exorcise the years

The room behind the door cries out
Faintly wafts a sigh
With no key to loose the lock
Eternity drifts by

Any more entries?

I will also be extending the deadline to November 11th in hopes that some other people may be interested!

Skeleton Dance (Acrostic)

Sleeping mists awaken in delight
knitting the melody of crescendo.
Every grave illuminated by twilight
Lying in complacent shadow.
Enlightening facade promenade
To provoke and taunt mortal's fear.
On the eve of spectral masquerade,
Neurotic ambience of a death so dear.

Decayed minds of immortal vengeance
Absorbing all the twisted shards of fear.
Never-ending progenies of hollow cries,
Cremated by the dance of devilry,
Eluding the holy sound of insanity.

Please reserve for me:
In The Shadow of the Valley of Death

Calculating Infinity. (:

I'll have it in, promise.

Okay, done. (;

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Calculating Infinity.

Seven times ten is equivalent to
the area of my beating heart.
On impulse it seems to react to,
all unknown factors of life-
churning like butter.

Sillouhettes march on silently,
lurking about walls of crimson blood.
Memories follow returned nightmares,
awakening me again tonight-
creating flames within.

Ten times eight is equivalent to
the permiter of my undying body.
No certain curves or features stand out,
leaving me to blend with all the world-
climbing unknown mountains.

Undefined rules created tonight
are broken without a second thought.
Minds lay blank, - searching and lingering-
how is this even possible for my feeble mind -
calculating infinity alone?

Ten times zero is equivalent to
my completely lost and terrified soul
that tends to look too far for love,
of which lies within an evil life -
churning like butter and so.

I already did that one^

I`m almost done mine Dear, just need to edit it..I`m not quite happy with it yet lol but I will have it in soon, I promise lol.

I`m not gonna be happy with it lol, I`ll just submit it..

Bleeding Mascara

In the valley of death, where the red river flows,
There stands a girl, holding onto a crimson rose.
Paler than a corpse, nothing but skin and bones,
They pick her apart with haggard sticks and stones.

The bugs crawl underneath her skin, eating away,
Her agony is put out onto a starlit display.
The blood lays all around her, dried and crusted,
Because of white lies that she never should`ve trusted.

Clothes ripped and tattered, no place to call home,
Empty, jagged streets -- she continues to roam.
Bleeding mascara trickles down her shaking face,
In a world of blood and war, she`s found her place.

-Jenna Elphick
November 11, 2007

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A metaphoric poem for the drug users who abuse Meth.

LOL two people did Calculating Infinity...well the contest was supposed to be over last night so I'm doing the judging right now. Names will be posted in a minute. The three poems I pick are just my faves that I felt were the darkest and most poignant.

Thank you everyone who entered~

Winners have been announced!

Wow thanks so much :) Way to go everyone!