Poem (3) Poem by erie morganmaples
Poem (3)
My thoughts are torn from my
Throat faster than my pummeling
Chest can punish me for breathing
Yet another word of poison.
Let me drown in the screams, pushed
In the waves of energy, static
Dying on lips of rising eyes and banished
Embraces, angels climbing over daemons.
So much anger, it is all in beautiful
Madness, let the dasies flee in rippling
Symphony with ripped petals bleeding
Out upon the ground of new birth.
You really have a great talent for writing. In case you didn't know, there are poetry scholarships and contests with money prizes that can help get you into college. Try Alliance for Young Artists and Writers and Who's Who in Poetry. :)
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:47:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
our talent for writing is simply amazing, excellent really. In case you didn't know, there are poetry scholarships and contests with money prizes that can help you get into college and that will look good on your resume. Two contests I have already tried are the Alliance for Young Artists and Writers, World Poetry Movement and who's Who in Poetry. I made it in the top 500 in regionals and was sent to nationals in the Alliance for Young Artists and Writers. In World Poetry Movement the poem I submitted was published. I feel you can do just as good or better. So give it a try! And the best of luck to you in your future writings! -Caroline :)