Creative Writing Poetry Contest

Our "new" World (this was when i was pissed off at the world)

Theres no way I could make things better,
This world is messed up and we just act like things are going stellar.

Fruits of life are falling now,
In a humans mouth swallowed down,
Greediness taking over one by one.

Who is worthy to enter,
Who is the one that forces the world to bend,
Dont worry eve, take the rotten fruit from the tree,
This place was doomed to end.

This world is filled with pain and lies,
and we talk to jesus christ as if he knew the reasons why.

Look through your window at the oh so sweet world.
Watch it rot.....makes me want to hurl.

 

Sappho's worn Levi's have holes in the knees;
Her shirt is Goodwill brand.
She wears stiletto sandals, many-hued,
And her lips are painted Pierian Rose.

She's freelance, view askance, art noveau,
Looking for inspiration to come
Winging down like Aphrodite with sparrows.
She's e-mailing Muses and text messaging Love
Waiting for an answer from someplace higher.


*Sappho was an archaic woman poet. This is Sappho modernized. I will be using this for a poetry portfolio now, BTW.

 

Don't laugh at me for posting this. I had to do it for Lit class.

Eww A Love Poem
by Raven

I'm not afriad to lose you,
But I am afraid to lose this feeling i never had before
This life is to short for promises,
But I promise this,
This feeling is true in my heart,
My soul.
My life will never be the same,
Without your touch.

Flames are welcome

 

Since you were gone

(this was about a girl....a sad story.)
Walking through the puddles of the ending rain,
My heart can no longer pump out...my pain.
Breath so cold and so is my heart,
Body suspended on what i thought was not.

You were always there for me,
and you never brung me down...
And now youre gone
Left me out to drown
Played with my mind
but soon raped it left it out to die.

Walking still i feel like going through this dead end,
Trying to control myself trying not to bend,
Still cant get it out of my mind that youre gone
missed youre pleasing fragrances that can seduce the beast inside.....
But now that youre gone this....this is where i lie.

elapsed time: 5 min i dont think i can beat that!

 

I think this poem took me about 15 minutes...I've been in a good mood lately so I thought i should just write it out its kinda cheesy

Everyday I'll think of you
Even if it is for just a few
I'll be there to lend a hug
To make you feel all warm and snug
And when your face is streaked with tears
I'll be there to share your fears
And if your heart needs to mend
I'll be there till the end
And if you leave
I will miss
Everything of you
Especially your kiss

~I'll be there~

 

Okay, let's write a poem. Keeping with the theme, I guess it'll be a love poem ^^;. I could write it like a cheesy song...or...gee, I guess I'll just have to see where it takes me.

Title: A House In Paradise
Author: Meaikoh Takashi


So I thought I was in love once.
I thought that I was living in paradise.
The thing with thinking is that I never have
A thought that first thought by me.

So I hear you're in love now.
I hear you're living in my paradise.
The thing with hearing is that you hear
What you want to hear.

When you realize that your love is false.
You'll realize that your love is false.
The first thing you'll do is deny
You ever had loved before.

If you think that you're in love now.
You think that you're living in paradise.
Take a look, it's only sweet because it's
Rotten down to the core.

So I want to warn you now before it's late.
I want to warn you now about your paradise.
The thing with warnings is you don't heed
Until you hurt yourself.

So I wanted to remind myself about paradise.
I wanted to remind myself that it's false paradise.
The thing about that is that it never seems
To be true.

So I think I've got a crush again.
I think I'm moving back to paradise.
The thing about that is that I'll regret
It all later on.

So he's cute and it's love and it's just begun.
He's cute and here's the house in paradise.
The thing about that is the house has
Drafts and cracks.

So if I need a hand or lift I'll call you up.
If I need a hand or lift, I'll call from paradise.
The thing about that is long distance charges
Really suck.

So he was cute and it was love and it's over now.
He was cute and the house burned down in paradise.
The thing about that is insurance ran out
The day before.

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So when MT writes love poems, they turn out corny.
When MT writes love poems, they turn out corny.
The thing about that is MT doesn't like
Being corny at all.

Man, I stink at love poems, and my meter's really off.

Edit: Elapsed time: 7 minutes and 38 seconds.

 

I've got two here. Both are just little things I scribbled on the message board on my door, and are appropriately horrible. Anyway, the elapsed time for the two combined is probably under two minutes.

Part I
Econ is done
I have scratched that itch
But still I must study
'Cause business is a *****

Part II
My exams are now finished
I'd never have believed
That I probably passed
Now I'm feeling relieved

Something like half my floor's in the same program as me, so I figured they'd appreciate that.

 

I usually don't write poems like this...my poems are usually darker and with a few more...umm...explatives than this. But, i'll try, eh?

Title: I don't

I don't think
About it
About you
About life or anything else

I don't breathe
Without it
Without you
But is that really so bad?

I don't feel
When you're here
Or you're far
But that's alright with me

I don't live
When it's near
Or it's gone
It won't control me now

I don't like it no more
I don't want it no more
I don't love you no more
But you won't go no more
Away...
Away...
Away, away from here

I don't
But I like it...
I don't...
But I miss you...
I don't...
But I love you...
I don't...
But I killed you...
And I don't hink you'll break me no more.




Okay, so they don't get TOO much darker. Whatever...

 

Suffocate BY: Vicious

Always living behind a shadow,
Nothing else to do but lay so low,
The shivering side effect...
One that wont reflect...
On the things that never meant to be.

Suffocate...
Trying to change into my own skin
Holding onto my own breath
Dont wanna show whats within.

Everything now feels so corrupted
Unamed feelings feel like theyve finally erupted.
A constant change?
Everything remains the same

There is no one to blame
for trying to kill my only shame
This method of the human heart
A never ending cycle.......
But where is the start?????

Elapsed time: 5.46 seconds (almost beat my time.)

 

I actually got a good one
Never Give Up:
You always wonder but wonder on, for every light there is a dark and every dark there is a light
you choose your destiny wether it be good or bad,for every light there is a dark and every dark there is a light
You can calm down or keep on fighting for no reason at all, for every light there is a dark and every dark there is a light
What I'm trying to say is never give up for even it good times there is a way to fall, and even in bad times there's always a way to succed! :anime:

 

Individual

The flesh is burning inside of me.
But I know its my insanity.
My thoughts, my dreams have no hope it seems,
they fade and die like life before my own eyes.
All the crying compares not to what life life has put me through,
for crying a river would not do,
cause crying an ocean is what I would need to wash away,
the scars left behind.
I am looking through the bars of life,
seeing the other side wanting to join,
but something in my heart knows I won't,
because I have something they all don't,
I have individuality.



Ah, curse this teenage angst. Time was 3 min 43 secs.
wrote it during detention.

 

if i could be anything
anything at all
i would want to be your tears
to share your grief and fears
to feel the emotions
swimming around in your head
that makes you feel alone
and to show that something needs to be said
if i could have anything
anything at all
i would have one of your sweet kisses
one that stings and hisses at me so
one that shows how much i love you
to reach out to me and grab me by the heart
and shake it around a bit
and make it sour and tart
if i could show you anything
anything at all
it would be the love i have stored
in my mind for so long
something undescribable
that constantly stalks my head
a dark shadow
making me think of you
for every day i have been with you
is like a treasure to me
i see to it that i can be anything, have anything, and show anything to you
believing me is up to you
for i cant show my love for you
it is too strong
for any man human or beast
to see why that dark shadow
haunts me so
its undescribable
just like the pain i have inside
just like the tears my heart has cried
just like my rope that has been cut
from the people who have hurt me so
my friends
my family
my lurking
screaming
mind...


its kind of sappy at the beggining...but it has a weird twist at the end..and thats one of the few things of why i like it

time was about...2 days...sad isnt? takes me so long to write poetry

 

i don't know how long these 2 took to write, but the longest took maybe 25 min, i wrote them on different days, so..... neither of them are titled, but oh, well.

on the spot accused and blamed
i stand quietly without a complaint
but deep inside i scream and rage
at those of whom i love and hate
he came and went
like a dream in the night
i've cried all i can and with all my might
not knowing what's coming
i stand and wait
wait for my release
from this undetermined fate.​

on this next a little bit is like the first

you came and went
like a dream in the night
i've cried all i can
and with all my might
you left me broken, bleeding and crying
now all that's left are memories
my soul is dying
swear it isn't so
you didn't leave here to cry
it was all a mistake
you didn't leave my soul to die
have you reall left
or are things just in the way
do you reall love me
will you return to me someday
somehow you did it before
but will you do it again
you always brought me sunshine
even in the darkest rains​

 

I should be in bed now,
It really is quite late!
But Santa is a-coming,
And I need me some bait!

So I grab Vanilla Extract
I grab an egg or two,
Then I mix it together with flour,
Making thick, chocolate goo!

I drop some onto a baking sheet,
I put it all in the oven
Turn on the heat full blast
And I hope for the best!

My poem about cookies! Yay! It took about 2 minutes to write!

 

Here's my poem...

:sweat2: WAKE :sweat2:
"Until we meet again" She said,
"Until we meet again."
Once Death does us part,
Only then will Chaos start.
Angels cry and Angels scream,
Only in a child's dream.
The sent of blood, of burning flesh,
Young Demon Lords do their best.
Swords of power, beings of strength.
All to see here at our Wake.

This took me about 1 1/2 min - 2 min. I wrote this in my English class...

~Aiko Sugitova~

 

poem

[just to warn y'all this is a gothhic poem]

THE HUNTER

the hunter stalks it's victim,
you have no clue,
you hear a sound,
you're on the ground,
the final breath,
as it feeds on death,
but that was yours.

{ta da}

that poem took me like a min to write - i submitted it as part of my junior cert exam.......

 

This is a Goth Poem too...sorta. Took 3 minutes:

The Day Goth Died

I watched the Goth around me die,
As it was beat repeatedly in the eye,
No longer did the black heart sing,
Instead I watched the Goth die.

And then it occured to me,
What the cause of this might be,
And still I watched the Gothic die.
Low, low, low. It had sunk low.

Because the hunter stalks,
I watched the Gothic die.
And although it could not walk,
It travelled Mightily.

It began to soar across the sky!
For just a moment, as I watched it die.
And then I watched it fall away,
Its dying done and gone.

 

um... i wrote this one when i was in one of my dark moods and its pretty freaky ^_^:: enjoy


Title: Devil's Song

Do you hear that?
that heart reching sound that frightens the soul
but excites it at the same time?
the song.
beautiful and horrific.
does it call for evil or sadness to come forth?
no one knows.
but i do know that it calls for me.
hypnotizing me into its embrace.
the coldness of its presence bringing ecstasy to my body.
its a drug that my mind craves for.
hear the song and know what i say.
is it really the Devil's song?
my mind screams "yes, yes!"
how can something so pleasurable be so evil?
does it make me evil that i would die for the passion it evokes in me?
why can't i escape from its luluby?
the beautiful screaming of the piece.
the breathtaking omnimous sounds coming to life with every note.
can something so beautiful really be composed...
by the Devil.


there is my poem sorry its so long ^_^::

 

RAIN



In my mind the rain is my pain.
Poors down from the sky like my soul.
Goes down and down the drain likemy happiness.
Those days only remind me how much God
has !@#$ed me overin this life time.
Never can it bring me joy, fun, or sex.........
I hate rain.