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  • Nicholas. B Fielding (5/22/2013 9:32:00 AM) Post reply

    The Beast

    This wretched plague that is up on you,
    Lays its yellow eyes upon you,
    The willing creature that slowly hunts you,
    Calls the fear that is inside you,
    Under the blanket of the jungle,
    Confines you both forever together, now
    Forever fighting, forever thinking of the one,
    The one you yearn for, the one you burn for,
    The one you call for more and more
    The one you call your paramour.

    Fear someday the beast will falter,
    Best the unbeatable beast of burden,
    Give all yourself, the pieces all of them,
    Doubtlessly these things you given,
    Unthinkable these thing have happened
    This is not the one,
    Your confidante, the one you love,

    The hole inside you grows yet deeper
    With every inch the beast does creep,
    Creep towards your steeping soul,
    Pain inside the deep hole grows,
    You scream a silent scream,
    But no sound shall pierce your lips

    ‘Oh god please release me’

    From my current tribulations,
    From my current situations,
    Into the arms of my lover,

    Inamorata, inamorata!

    You wish to be forever there,
    Forever more,
    Forever with your paramour.

  • Caitlin Jade (5/22/2013 4:51:00 AM) Post reply

    A male vistor with the features of a man but different eyes
    grabs my mind and consumes it with every word which posions my mind
    a good person but hiding in the shadow is his disguise,
    when cutting myself is the only thing he assigned

    take the blade in your hand and slowly drag it down your arm
    watch yourself bleed till your arm starts to burn like the fire
    till suddenly you feel the connection and disarm
    the pain in my arm and head shot up like a wire

    no tears fell from my eyes no sorrow made me cry
    the emotions i feel are nothing more than what they tell me
    emptiness deadness and blank grey sky
    cause the feeling is dead as they watch you bleed.

  • Caitlin Jade (5/21/2013 7:26:00 PM) Post reply

    The voices in your head send me falling to the ground
    the stares burn darkness into my soul and i cant be found
    the moments the bring me down cause endless pain
    the endless roller coaster i can never get off and will never gain

    the waves crash on me the sun burns me down
    but i still go out and touch the waves
    the amount od trying keeps you going keeping you safe and sound
    but ends up keeping me hurt lost in the darkest caves.

    the person out there they all believe in where is he for me
    why the moments i need it the most you are never there
    the feelings of belief stops coming when prayers are never seen
    sometimes i stop fighting just cause i feel scared.

  • Vizo Meyase (5/20/2013 11:33:00 PM) Post reply

    If I die: My Soul to Take;

    Thee soul in rest;
    Apart from the flesh,
    Departs from the rest

    Alone it is, rest alone in peace.
    To world a dead flesh:
    To soul; a world alive

    The beat of heart stops,
    The soul start to haunt,
    For a land to soar high for a place:

    Heaven above…
    Yet the soul feels the fall of paradise

    Heaven beyond, sky I gazed,
    Ground I walked;
    Ground beneath I’m buried,

    Heaven still above,
    Blind I became,
    Crying I came,
    Smiled I Learnt, to heart I laughed
    Shall I leave tears to many?
    Thousand dreams I dreamt,
    I’d seen millions smiled.

    Life is but a candle: burning down.
    We lived to die, turning to dust.
    She melts down, burning to bottom remains.
    So does this life…?
    We live within but for a remain soul;
    A soul that seeks for a free land

    Womb to tomb; Mud to dust,
    Empty flesh I came; empty handed I’d lounge.

    Shadows followed me
    Me to become one;
    I am, but only a shadow now…

    If I die: my Soul to be seized;

  • Rachel Branscombe (5/19/2013 6:51:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Does anyone actually know any poetry contests one can enter?

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    • Charles Darnell (5/19/2013 3:24:00 PM) Post reply

      Rachel, The current edition of Poet's Market 2013 has a long list of contests you can enter. I trust this publication as they tend to list legitimate organizations, publishers, etc. I would be caref ... more

  • Nouran Samy (5/18/2013 2:38:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    She waited till everyone have slept and she walked out of her room
    Walking with a lighted up candle, trying to forget about the upcoming traumatic doom
    She tries to be sanguine, but she knows the end is soon

    She reached the door, memories began to cascade
    She want to speak her heart out before it's too late
    But she doesn't want him to build high hopes, then leave

    She doesn't want to touch his heart then plod away
    Or maybe she would fall for him more that she would like to stay
    She texted him, " Meet you on the last hour of May"

    The next day she texted him the place
    Her heart was beating in a great race
    She feels that tonight, she will have her longest daze

    She waited for him, he appeared, wearing his big black combat boots
    Only one look in the eyes, made her lose
    He clasped her to his bosom, that made her soothe

    " I'm fearful of having one foot in grave before holding you tight
    I was never planning to fall for you, it was away from my sight
    So here I am, standing infront of you, after losing my self fight"

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  • Myla Rose Gigante (5/18/2013 6:29:00 AM) Post reply

    Too Painful To Recall
    by: Myla Rose Gigante

    Hard as it may seem again
    Staring with all the pain
    Bear in mind t'was just a game
    But in heart it was a shame
    How could I let this betide
    When I still got blear-eyed
    I looked up and closed my eyes
    But just heard the sad goodbyes
    I wish t'was just a nightmare
    Seeking castle in the air
    Grabbing every piece to hold
    Trying to escape the cold
    I opened my eyes and saw
    An old and black rose that grow
    Full of thorns in each dark bud
    Leaves surrounded with cold blood
    I touched the arrow-like thorns
    But just got deep cuts and burns
    I placed my hands in bosom
    And felt t'was deeply broken
    The innermost was shattered
    Love and hope were obliterated
    How can I dwell this feeling
    If its like a hell burning
    Heart is melting and screaming
    My mind's silently crying
    Gasped to unthink of it all
    For t'was too painful to recall
    No more feelings to be drained
    No more such love to be cared

  • Myla Rose Gigante (5/15/2013 1:51:00 AM) Post reply

    Please Stay..

    I found myself walking barefooted under the rain
    In a cold, dark and lonely night
    I was alone, shivering and freezin'
    In a white night gown
    I tried to look around
    But I saw nothing
    All I can see was the darkness of the night
    And raindrops was all I can feel
    I tried to call your name
    But no voice came out in my mouth
    I am still freezin' and still walking in the middle of nowhere
    I embraced myself and felt that my heart was beating too fast
    I was so terrified and my feet was trembling
    I don't know where I am
    I don't know this place
    I tried to run but I stumbled and fell on the ground
    I tried to get up but I can't moved my body
    My feet was in a great pain
    My heart was broken and crying inside
    And felt my tears run down my face
    I tried to shout many times
    Somebody help me please?
    But I heard nothing, not even my voice
    For 'twas my mind that kept shouting for help
    It is so painful
    Knowing that I'm the only person in this dark and unknown place
    So deeply broken
    While my tears flowed so hard as I plead
    Where are you?
    Will you please stay with me?
    'Coz I don't know what to do
    If you're not here with me
    Please, I am longing for your love,
    Your touch
    Your kiss
    Your comfort
    The whole you is the only thing I needed
    Now and forever
    Please come and stay with me...

  • Sophia Engel (5/13/2013 12:13:00 AM) Post reply

    The Black Stallion
    By Sophia Engel

    Aloft the wind
    I ride the night sky
    I see the world through a much different eye
    Rural, black and Deadly I am

    Power, beauty
    Strength and grace
    I feel the spirits of ancestral space
    I speak the unspoken word
    of mother natures brutal world
    Rushing winds
    And tearing storms
    Threatening yet not achieving
    To bring me down

    Pride of herd
    The leader
    The stallion
    Sisters and brothers
    I live ever-watchful standing by others
    Watching, listening
    For threat and danger

    We run and gallop
    Through wind and rain
    Never stopping
    Never resting
    A kaleidoscope of colors
    Flying through the forest pride
    Through nettles, thorn and deadly tide
    The short, the tall, the long of mane
    No two ever the same

    I know the chance
    I know the fear
    I know the forest ways
    I live on the edge
    For death crouches near
    I feel its breath on my neck

    On my back I carry a load
    Through storm and calm
    Ever vigilant and bold
    Strength and bravery rage inside me
    Natures will always guide me
    Through wind and rain
    To high and low
    Over cliffs and Mountain tops

    I have died in battle twice already
    Killed by man
    Hunted by predator as I roamed the land

    Yet I survive
    I take each step with pride
    I am ever loyal to those who seek
    The free life, the wild life
    For I am feral and wild
    For I am the Black stallion
    The King of the wild

  • Savannah Oakes (5/12/2013 3:13:00 PM) Post reply

    Daydreaming

    I took it all to heart,
    each hasty smile and modest gesture,
    each syllable of dispassionate word,
    to a stage where even I was persuaded,
    the rays veiling your face
    in perfect symmetry,
    were by your own hand.

    I coveted you so,
    for what were you incapable?
    See, you were the rays,
    as you were the smile, the gesture,
    and the word.
    Everything created, then destroyed
    by unadulterated hand,
    but all only in my sight.

    Now I mistrust.
    There are words I thought were spoken
    and actions I thought displayed—
    In fact, illusions and trickery.
    But now I see,
    how you were a dream,
    borne of a skeptic in dangerous reverie.

    This guise I had burdened on you,
    I all the time unawares,
    For it had seemed,
    that when I said move
    —you moved.
    And when I said speak
    —you spoke.

    How does something appearing
    so concrete, so essential
    be confused with truth?
    —to savor another's words
    and have them be your own—
    Eyes blind and still
    having dreams of distant realms—
    but forget it.
    Happiness has gained on me,
    now knowing the best of truth.

    Now there is only whisperings
    of lost voices.
    No more apparitions of smiles,
    gestures, or words—
    such trivial necessities,
    conceived by a fool
    in want of an actor.

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