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  • Silver Star - 3,324 Points Patricia Grantham (8/10/2013 9:55:00 PM) Post reply
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    Would like to know how do I enter a poetry contest.
    Please help me on this one. Appreciate it!

  • Rookie Alan Davies (8/9/2013 8:57:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I have submitted a poem for the current contest how can I check that it has been received?

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  • Rookie - 1 Points Charles Monroe (8/9/2013 1:30:00 AM) Post reply

    " The Dreams of Kings"
    When the hills and the mountains someday are made low
    And rough places made plain, and untended seeds grow
    When the peacocks take flight and the crooked made straight
    Until Justice rolls down like an avalanche quake
    When the Great become evident and mute become relevant
    The New become citizens the few become regiment
    When proof becomes eminent, and all the Gold's bright-
    Consumed by the bloom and hues of true light
    Devalued and weightless reveals its true worth
    And Nature, refreshed, conceives its New birth
    When the kids on my block can have a true choice
    And the armed and afraid stop shooting school boys
    When the leaders stand up and refuse to stand down
    When the children man-up and my Sisters man-down
    When the Sunsets are East instead of West-bound
    When the greedy and proud repent with head down
    Til the day every poison and venom tastes sweet
    We can claim our restraints no more and break free
    When the Dream of one King becomes true as plain sight
    That’s the day when the poets will no longer write.


  • Rookie - 25 Points Trisha Sengupta (8/6/2013 11:38:00 PM) Post reply

    Hello poets

    I'm new to poemhunter. I'v just posted a poem. I'd like to know your feedback on it and on my future postings as well. All sort of criticism, appreciation and suggestions will be welcomed.

  • Rookie - 25 Points Trisha Sengupta (8/6/2013 11:34:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I lived for you
    & is still living...
    There is no laughter left
    I'm just weeping.
    I feel happy to see you smiling,
    maybe with someone else
    who is much more deserving.
    Don't know why, but my cheeks feel wet;
    She is the best for you, I know, I bet.........

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    • Rookie - 25 Points Raja Ghosh (8/11/2013 12:00:00 PM) Post reply

      Great Start Trisha a few lines from my own answering you People meet and go their way Leaving only memories to cherish Like each person was but made of clay Being moved apart by the sculptors ... more

  • Rookie Alon Dy (8/6/2013 4:33:00 PM) Post reply

    People Of God
    Written by: Alon Calinao Dy

    Happy are those who believe in God,
    And those who follow His every word,
    Blessed are those who walk in the Good,
    And those who fear the Lord.

    Those who humble themselves in front of others,
    And those who do not envy their sisters and brothers,
    For the Lord God is on their side,
    And His Holy Spirit will always guide.

    Those who do the righteous ways,
    God will bless all their days,
    As He will protect their health,
    And show them the true wealth.

    Blessed are those people of the Lord,
    And those who do not fear the evil's sword,
    Blessed are those people of God,
    Who honor and shed His blood.

    (For contest)

  • Rookie Sanjay Jangid (8/6/2013 6:52:00 AM) Post reply

    i wrote so many poems in hindi. how can i upload my poem?.please sugges me

  • Rookie Euan Voo (8/6/2013 5:52:00 AM) Post reply

    One step forward,
    To where it all began.
    She says, " No. No more, "
    And yet she

    The Devil's Blade,
    Satan's sweet lips,
    The knife that
    C U T S;

    Then picking it up again;
    Smoothes the folds
    Of her blouse,
    Loosens the top button
    Then come the Fall of the Century:

    Her shirt is off.
    Heartbeats pulsing,
    The bleating of the Dark Horses,
    Hooves churning up mounds of
    Dust, of

    The beat of the drums:
    Adrenaline! Fear!
    The voices,

    In her head.
    The loud whispers,
    With joy,

    With the Love of the

    The mirror
    She looks at

    Skin peels away,
    Revealing the blood Diamond

    Layers of an onion,
    With blood
    With sweat:

    Her salted tears
    Smile into the creases
    Of her face;
    Dimples showing.

    Bleed blood pours
    The rise of chest.

  • Gold Star - 10,770 Points Edgar Stevens (8/6/2013 3:43:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Poem Hunter Poetry Contest has officially started. You can enter with your favorite poem now or write a new one and submit it before August 31st,2013.

    Prize is $1,000 for the winner and $250 for the 2nd and 3rd place..

    You can write in any poetic style and on any subject.

    Entering the contest is free.

    Details: http://www.poemhunter.com/contest/

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Serena Silenced (8/5/2013 8:33:00 AM) Post reply

    If I am unwritten.
    Then I am unheard.
    You cannot hear my voice.
    You cannot read my words.

    If I put it out on paper-
    It may be observed.
    It may be spoken aloud.
    It may be heard.

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