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"Short Poem Competition Returns"

Hey all. Discodexy asked if someone would start a new one of these competitions, so here goes.

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Withdrawn, retreated,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*

Ikaruga 2

I actually do
have Ikaru
ga

It is great
It was my fate
to play it

And do so well
Ah hell
Nickety nell
Hair gel
etc

Nice rhymes there
I thought.

Anyhoo, the title of this pome raises an interesting point. i hope there is an Ikaruga 2, I would dearly love to play and master the game as I did so expertly with the first and wiped the floor with everyone oh crap is the mic still on-

Charges

I shall only drop my charges if you do
one thing


(now drop your pants)

Lovestruck

I saw a girl in B&Q
She had a low-cut top
I could see her boobies
I was aroused, but relieved

In the bathroom.

Regrets

[I]I had the genius that is Ikaruga
made my thumbs,
my eyes, my nose
bleed

It's genius. Of genius proportions
it makes you scream fire and damnation,
lamentation,
but the combo system
is very nice.

Sorry

Honestly I am.




(Now drop the charges)

Ikaruga

I don't actually have
This game
I wanted it
But never got it
And then I sold
My Game-
Cube
So now I shall never
Have
Ikaruga

Warcraft

Acolytes to mine, ghoul to wood
queue 1 acolyte, rally to mine
build crypt and altar
then zig

Get another acolyte when you can afford to
Ghoul, Ghoul, Ghoul
Deathknight, ziggurat
Ghoul, Ghoul, Ghoul
Graveyard

Attacks0rz

Chicken Payback

[I]For you stealing my work
I shall now
in return
steal your mothers

mattributé wrote:
> and trading standards
> for you
> stealing my work.

Whoops.

The Hori pad

I touch you all day,
dream of you at night
your slender lines,
how easy it is to grip you

You are my favourite piece of gaming equipment.