Poetry Contests

Tune Your Song:

Peer In Your Place
See All The Waste
Learn To Conform
Not To Reform
And Without Haste
Without Our Faults
We Cannot See
What Is 'Wrong'
What Is Meant To Be
But Who's To Search
And Find The Clear
One Day I Might
Soon Disappear






I'll Go Ahead
See Worse Instead
And Better Yet
I'll Find My Head
I Think
Who's Out There
Where's The Freedom
Most Everywhere
Can You See It
Forget The Head
My Soul, I Don't Know
Where's The Red
I'm Sure To Go
Get Help Soon
Learn To Find
The Golden Moon
And Not Your Mind





For We Are Placed
In Hideaways
Then Escape
To Brand New Days
Never The Case
I Cannot Go
Just Incase
They Are To Show
Hymn Along
Dance Very Quietly
Tune Your Song
And Keep It Partly
Smooth And Rough
Civilized
Had Enough
I'm Hypnotized
Hey, Look Out
I'm On The Way
Onto Where
The Brand New Day...

BLACK Shadow:

I’m In No Race Today
To Take Your Place
In No Hurry
To Follow Your Daytime Charade
That Dark Shadow
Yeah No Shadow, Nothing In My Face
This Day
..And This I Contain…Just Let Me Explain

No One Needs Your Dark Faces
Looking Down
Anywhere Around
Everybody’s Already Seen
Yeah Everyone Knows
Owns
Personal Dark Places
Their Own Dark Faces
Even On Their Ground
I Have Found

Just Follow Your Own Black Shadow
Yeah Your Own Black Shadow
Needs, Yeah Feeds
Owns Only You
Only You Today
This I Am Sorry To Say

The Black Shadow Comes Crawling
Crawling Back To Your Door
Black Shadow, Back To Shock
…And Back To Lock, Lock You Again
Yeah To Nail Your Head To The Floor

Your Black Shadow Comes Running
Always Running, Always Ruining
Yeah Ruining Your Core
Black Shadow Comes Running
Always Back For More
Even If He, Is The Only One To Fall


Why Did You Go Back For More
How Could You
Yeah How Did You Open His Door

Try To Look Forward My Friend
Not Just Straight Ahead
Even If It Sounds Like A Lie
A Black Shadow Will Always Try
Try To Confuse
Try To Consume
If You Listen To It All...And Follow His Call
If You’re Listening To The End
You Just Might End Up Dead
…And Your Black Shadow Will Just
Replace Your Head

If I Had Ten More Minutes

If I had ten more minutes
And my voice was not faint
Nor my face so devoid
Or my mind so blank
I would profess—

But I'm afraid of words
Which might betray lips,
For what is kept
is of my eyes,
that impulsive organ,
I've attempted to stray:
hooded, hazed.

Construing a montage
ever playing:
concerns, worries
fears, and doubts,
Come to life
in bursting light
whilst straining in the dark.

And if such creations
could speak—
or better
could be heard—
through the mist of passion
And masks of pride,

I would profess
All in my heart;
Every quaint murmur
Forsaken night and night.


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A Brisk Walk

Midnight on a winding street
air still as the grave
no danger lurking
no signs of wake

You swagger on
gingerly to the left
then suddenly—
a hand is in your hand
hot breath against your cheek
a whisper in your ear:

“My love, my light
come lie with me.
We'll meet at great new heights
where you will be set free
from hands that bind
to a land of bliss,
so you won't but mind
as you float down the abyss.”

With no note of dissent
no sigh, no frown, nor shake
you are whisked away,
taking steady steps and deep breaths
to the hole where you shall lay.

When finally you do arrive
you're beckoned to lie down
you stumble in, burrowing
careful not to make a sound.

Morning comes, but not the sun,
Eyes search, but nothing found.
Hands grasp at dirt, nails rake on stone
at this new burial ground.

Screaming does no good
nor fight, nor will, nor pain
you are here and here for good
because doth wed the night
and the night doth betrayed.

“Away now morning light,
Farewell bitter day!
Soon we will reunite,
perhaps from inner fray.
So beat your drums,
grapple in spite,
measure your sums.
Forget this little slight,
For tomorrow comes! ”

So lie down,
calm, secure
make most of this fine bed
you've dug yourself out of
time and time again.

A Dreamer With A Heart

Sometimes its hard to be a dreamer, when love is on your mind.
I know that heartbreak sometimes is, the worst nightmare of its kind.
Sometimes i wake up crying, because of nightmares i have had.
Dreams of us together, then things got really bad.

You would say its over, you hate me and we're through.
So i'd lay down and i would cry, there was nothing i could do.
You would hurt me deep inside, my heart would ache so bad.
then i saw you walk away, and tears were all i had.

When you said that it was over, you cut me very deep.
Even though it hurt so bad, my heart was yours to keep.
Then i wake up crying, my heart is torn apart.
I know no matter what i do, i'm a dreamer with a heart.

Your Version:

Tell Me Of Your World
And I’ll Tell You Of Mine
Increasingly Unpopular
The Black Light Divine
Where The Sun Hits Down Hard
From The Earth To The Moon
Tell Me Of Your World
And I’ll Tell You Of Mine

Look Up
Tell Me What You See
Are There Eyes Looking Down
In The Forest Of Night
Can You See The White Lagoon
Within The Limits Of Your Sight
So There The Creatures Sit
And Wait For Your Command
Wondering For A Moment
Impatient Thus They Hunger
Confusion Rules The Land
Next Emotion Anger

Bitterness Surrounds Us When Sweetness Is A Lie
I Can See Them Laughing
In The Corner Of My Eye
In Time They Will Discover
The Wrongs That Have Been Done
Let Them Stay And Take Cover
I’m Heading For The Sun
The Place Where I Reside
Fresh Inexperienced Fruit
Make Me Want To Hide
Here Is Only Freedom
And Beauty All Around
Nothing To Distract You
Or Move You From Your Ground
We See Ourselves As Children
Stuck In An Adult Frame
Every Day Is Different
And Nothing Stays The Same
The Path To Life Is Simple
You’ve Heard It All Before
I Want To Hear Your Version

So Come And Tell Me More
It May Not Be Short And Sweet
Or In Another Time
Tell Me Of Your World
And I’ll Tell You Of Mine….

NUMB:


I Got The Feeling
That Feeling Just The Other Day
Went For A Walk
Couldn't Hear Any Talk
Yeah Couldn't Hear The World Talk

The Light Seemed Dim
And No Shade Could I see
Just Darkness Looking
Looking Down On Me

When I Looked Up
At The Sun
It Didn't Look Happy This Day
Doesn't Look Happy Today

Yes Still Blinded
Blinded A Little
But I Couldn't Look Away
Couldn't Move My Eyes
Just Couldn't Look Any Other Way

Light Just Got Darker
Sun Still Didn't Look Happy
And I Was Just Distracted
Yes We'll Were So Detracted
When?
Then

Our Sun Just Turned Black
Now Just A Black Star Shining
Sending Darkness Over Everyone
Killing Our Fun And Killing Our Sun
BUT

We Were To Dumb To Run
And Too Dead To Die
Yeah We Were To Numb To Run
And To Dead To Die

When Some Of Us Woke
Mona Lisa's Face Was Melted
Some Still Alive
Many Just Cremated
Bur Most Of Us Still Very Sedated

Millions Crying
Asking What They Did
Asking What We Created
Now Just Darkness
No More Morning
Yes No More Dawn

But We're Going to Find A Way
Find Another Way
To Spawn
As There's Always Another Way
To Just Mourn
Now Is It Time
To Just Spawn, Cause:

We Were To Dumb To Run
And Too Dead To Die
Just Too Numb To Run
And Too Dead To Die

Life Contemplations:

Sometimes I sit and wonder why is my life this way.
Sometimes I lay back and contemplate but don't know what to say.
I wish that I could change the past erase the things that I have done wrong.
I know that I can get through life as long as I stay strong.

I'll never make my mama proud I know that deep inside.
I know I'll break my mama's heart those feelings I can't hide.
I know she wants to see me do good I am her baby boy.
She wants to see e succeed in life it would bring her lots of joy.

So sometimes I sit and wonder how can I make her proud me.
I want my life to go how it should how it's suppose to be.
So I know when I get I'll find myself a wife.
Love the woman that I'm with and live the rest of my life.

So now you see that in my life there's a lot of complications.
So at night I lay back and review lifes contemplations.

A Psychopath's Mind:

I don't live a hippies life I just smoke my weed.
I never asked for anything I have all I need.
People think I'm slow because of how quiet I can be.
That's the sign of a psychopath so come on fuck with me.

Then you have the fakers who likes to run their lips.
But when they let them out the gate they some how always slip.
I don't go and play the gate it's just not fun for me.
If he sees me on the street my fist is all he'll see.

See I'm not the one to play no games I do what I gotta do.
And if you get on my bad side then I feel bad for you.
I won't kill you off the bat you'll live a little but.
You'll die a slow and painful death with every cut and every slit.

They'll never find your body I'll set the whole place on fire.
Just to see you die will be my passion and my desire.
Just remember one thing and I hope you can see.
That I can hurt you really bad so come on fuck with me.

Christmas:

When you think of Christmas you think of happy times.
You think of Christmas dinner pies and sweet red wine.
You think of all the presents underneath the tree.
You think of all the family and how happy they will be.

You eat your Christmas cookies and drink your eggnog too.
You think of all the presents that someone gave to you.
You sing some Christmas Carols and watch some movies too.
Then you dream of Santa Clause his beard and big red coat.

You know St. Nick is tired from all the presents he has to tote.
So you leave him milk and cookies so he can have a little rest.
You know it won't add up to much but you know you did your best.
Your just glad it's Christmas that special time of year.

So you decorate your house and spread some Christmas cheer.
So yes it is that time of year we know it to be true.
So have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year too! !