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Rules:
-Maximum of, shall we say, 200 words?
-The word to base it around is "pain", you can easily get something out of that.
I'm going on holiday on Sunday but will judge soon after I get back. Shall we say, entries in by 2nd September, and I will judge them and name the top three poems on the 4th September. This gives people plenty of time to get their entries in.
Post your poems in this thread!
Enjoy
RESULTS!
3rd Place goes to Mav for this entry...
Pain.
Makes me feel insane,
It comes and goes
My mind is slain,
Withdrawn, retreated,
A wounded fawn,
Nothing is here for me,
Nothing will help.
It rises up - the pain in me,
Even alone, I feel its grip,
No pressure, no feeling,
Just the horror of it,
I fall, neglected,
A victim, rejected,
My mind is affected
In ways I accept it,
But I can't help but give in,
It overthrows me, commands,
I'm suffocating, holding out my arms,
Grasping for help, but I slip away,
Unnoticed, uncared for, there's no other way,
They don't know about me, neither do you,
I drift through crowds,
Invisible.
Yet my pain remains, I live in vain,
Because I can't.
There's no going forward,
No going back,
To these people I'm a pet,
They call me Jack.
2nd place goes to Grebo, for this entry...
"In mute mental anguish,
We are divided by allegiances,
Our stoppered emotions,
Precipitating smouldering conflagrations,
And explosions of patience,
Whether soul-less happiness,
Or soul-full despair,
Inciting reactions of ineffectuality,
Leading to solitude,
Always looking to reason,
But finding indefatigable naiveté,
Always leading, leading, leading,
Downwards spiralling,
To an ultimate climax,
Rushing, insisting,
and pressing the balance,
Losing our equilibrium,
Leading, leading,
Subconscious observations,
Of intellectual depravations,
And self imposed mental anarchy,
Giving stunning inspirations,
Revelations of reality,
Dawning from obscurity,
Losing, losing,
Humour engulfed,
Mind retreating,
Downwards spiralling,
Self absorbed,
Comatose,
Eventual emotional flat liner."
and the winner is... Azul! For his entry, I've got the Power...
My remorseful soul, a prism of unrest;
Summer rains replenishing and tender
And shadowy clouds ebb and flow with jest;
A ray of gold pierces them with splendour
As light hits my soul and splits into a rainbow.
The valley echoes with my brothers cries
And fields of faith bloom with hope as they grow.
I see my beacon shine through broken skies:
Sapphire birds dance through the eloquent air
And roses sway in the winds of grandeur.
The beauty overwhelms as petals wear,
and hated barbs play a hurtful overture.
The thorns puncture my heart with woeful pain -
I'm smiling; meaningfully going insane
Congratulations Azul, you've won the satisfaction of knowing I thought your poem was better than all the other entries.
Thanks to everyone who entered (especially Mattribute, who put in loads of short, often odd, poems), I just thought these were the best of the lot. Anyone that wants to start the next competition with their own word is free to do so.
Cheers
*HE*
[I]
Obsessed
with Thom Yorke
and his strange-eyed waze
my iPod and ephPod
are trying to make me a radio-head.
Shuffle:
Creep, followed by Paranoid Android
No surprises there, then
so desperate, they are
that my iPod now contains 7 copies of Pablo Honey
[I]Wrapped
in 3 and a half miles of duct-tape
came a parcel
WHO KILLED THE MOTHER-HATTING ZUTONS?
My penii
literally weeped with joy
as I read
of Memos fap-story
Finally,
Perfected,
That annoying
Solo.
My elation
I cannot hide
I must express my joy
At getting it
to 100% speed
after a frustrating
45 minutes
of frustration
For the next 4 years
I'm not going to get educated
spend my time earning money
in a proper [I]job
I'm going to spend my days
training up
to be in the Olympics
Whilst others run
hurdle, leap about,
I'll be training up
to be the best mini-golf player this country has ever seen
[I]
Oh my god
JR
he's got the steel chair
[I]
It happened
out of the blue
at random
in the middle of the night
whilst I was sleeping
you was weeping
laying injured,
on the floor
Unable to aid,
they just stood to stare
stare at what you'd become
useless
in a sleep like state
I woke to news
news of your demise
you are my joy
you are my world
which was crashing around me
with the sun came your recovery
back to yourself, they said
I was weary
Some still can't touch you - you push them away
But all I care about,
all I live for
is you and me
together.
I missed you, SR
A collection of some of the biggest names in music
From Coldplay to The Cure
DJ Format to The Drifters
anyone who is anyone
is her with me tonight
Bob Marley tells stories of lost love
whilst the Beatles
teach Travis a thing or two
The Libertines watch in awe
as The Clash show them what to do
whilst I sit
earphones in
listening to my iPod
[I]Hours of waiting
68% complete
once this is done, you've got the whole day
to yourself
73%
left your laptop on overnight
just to get it done
the gentle humming of its fan
keeping you awake for 8 hours
88%
It's nearly there
nearly time to stop worry, stop checking up
and just sit back
relax
95%
Yes, just 30 meg more and it's done
switch off you laptop,
turn off the light
it's nearly ove[B]FATAL EXCEPTION
PROGRAM WILL BE TERMINATED
[I]Pimped myself out
to a car insurance ad
I'm old,
I'm used up,
my ads are a fad
I'm not your sister
I'm not your friend
calm down, dear
it's only a commercial