Creative Writing Poetry Contest

A Mediocre Hell

I'd like to die tonight,
Cause I'd be content knowing.
Just what's behind this door,
I lust for where I'm going.
There's nothing true in this sad world left to dicover.
Let mother earth forgive your sins and start this over.
But you don't want to hear
You're afraid to die
And just to kill your fear
You'd believe the lie
Hope is a drug
I will never sell
Maybe it's all true
Maybe this is hell.

 

That was good.

I think you are at the begining. the more you write I think you will find it getting much better. Keep doing it. don't stop. It will happen like magic as gay as that sounds.

 

Thanks a bunch. I know that I must continue to get better, and that is exactly what I intend to do. How long have you been writing, Recluse God? You are very good... very talented...

Anyways, here is another I *believe* I haven't posted, and if I have, a thousand apologies for doing so.

INSANE SECRET LOVE

I want to be the one
That helps you dry your tears.
I want to be the one
That shades away your fears.
I want to be the one
That shows you the way when you’re lost.
I want to be the one
That will make sure you don’t get hurt; whatever the cost.

But she is the one
That is always there.
And she is the one
That makes you believe she cares.
She is the one
That accepts all the kisses...
She is your eternal Mistress.

While you are the one
That is clueless to all but one smirk.
You are the one
That is unsure of all eyes that seem to lurk.
You are the one
That does not see to tell.
You are the one
That makes me bleed and go to hell.

Many things are wanted
And many things are shared.
Many things are looked over
And not the least bit compared
To the ***** that lays beside you
Acting as though everything is fine
And also, you too
She always refuses to dine
With you.

But that wont happen for long
For you are mine.
And whatever it is
That comes between us
Will be shredded by a blade
I will make whomever they are suffer.

By the dirt on the ground
Being raped of their life
Being stolen of by their latest enemy:
Her boyfriend's insane secret love.


It's kind of weird, and this one as well, to me, sounds a bit rushed. I've seriously got to slow down, but when you've got a mind that won't stay on one subject, I guess you've got to hurry up and write to get it done before you go off topic :sweat2:

 

I think that was excellent. Sometimes you sound more like you are writing song lyrics. Thats what I do. I have been writing since I was 15. English class, random stories, and desk doodling. Now I just write for my band and myself. My grandmother gave me a book and a pen and told me to start writing down all the silly things I'd say. So I did. When I started I was like you. I tried to rhyme to the point where it became natural and over a little time it just changed. I am very interested in music so my writing gravitated toward the Lyrical. They were not poems at least not like conventional poems. I thought they should be used in music which is why I started a band. All I can say is keep writing. Pay attention to what's going on in the world but don't let it corupt your writing. Live life as well. Your experiences will shape your style as well as content. Eventually if you care enough about it you can be great.

I'm done now I have no more advice in my tiny brain. I go now. I want a taco.

 

For thr first time im going to post two poems of mine. Its not really such a big deal... The first one I got from a dream..more like a nightmare. The second one is about the confusion of moving on and still feeling something for that special someone. More like moving on though....

Buried Alive

My bones are getting weary,
And my mind needs some rest.
I think its time to go to sleep,
I can no longer hope for the best.

My spirit is fading fast,
But I cannot seem to see this "light".
Why do I get the feeling that I'm about to be buried alive?

Everything is refusing to rust,
But everybody thinks that I have given up.

Can't you feel the faint heartbeat?
Or maybe the warmth of my soul?
I know I still have a little bit of control.

Everything is refusing to rust,
But everybody thinks that I've given up.

This thought of having very little space,
This thought about not being able to escape,
I dont want this piece of energy I have to be easily taken away.

Everything is refusing to rust,
but everybody thinks that I've given up.

Please just try to hear,
That Iam still here.



Dead Star

I know I can survive without your help,
In reality, you were more than poison in my veins.
A disease perhaps?
I dont think I can deal with that.

The star no longer shines,
and I dont see a thing.
Only a memory of your precious face
is the only thing I can see.

All the pain you've caused,
Its a thing of the past.
But reality hits hard,
It comes to be more than the guns blast.

And if you desire to take away all the pain in my heart,
Kill me, for I will forever have scars.

Because my heart can no longer pump this pain,
Like the rain,
I will disappear in a moments time.
Even everything that has been kept inside.

The star no longer shines,
and I cant see a thing.
Only a memory of your precious face,
is the only thing I can see.

 

Hello Mr. Reaper

I feel the hellish torture of my disease,
I feel my life slowly slipping,
slipping away.
I find it hard to believe that the once well me is going,
going away with my life.
Out of the bloom I see a figure.
A shadowy figure.
I say to him:
"Hello mr. Reaper.
Take me away,
take me away from this misery"
A swish of a scythe and I'm free.
Free from the misery that is life.

I know that that doesn't technically belong here, but I didn't have anywhere else to post it.

No complaints taken!

 

Title: The Product of Boredom at 11 P.M When You Should Be Sleeping (though I could just as easily sleep through Bio tomorrow...^_^)

Impaled with the arrow of love
Tearing the barriers held sacred to shreds
Lodging itself in my soul
Even if dislodged eternal scars remain
Soon all control will be relinquished
I’ve only myself to blame
For when the arrow’s carelessly absorbed
It’s perpetually affixed to its claim

 

A True Warrior

The sweat slowly cascades of my cheek,
Gasps for air tire me out the most,
Iam no longer at my peak,
But I am so close.

Im sneaking up behind you,
You could barely feel me,
Right now you look like the fool,
Elimination is such a beauty.

I caught you all by surprise,
Stare in such wonder,
Im heading straight to the lights
You didnt expect me to be a warrior.

Im going all the way to the top,
You are all so far behind,
Nothing is gonna make me stop,
This championship is mine.

Winning is just so sweet!!!!!!

 

hmm this soudns soo much fun so ill do one lil one hehehe not good at it but here it goes:

these are my Haikus

in the first sunrise.
wind blowing, falling petals...
of cherry blossoms.

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the hot summer sun,
seagulls flying upon sea...
as waves blow by shore.

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this is my Limerick hahhahah

My cat had a twinklely bell,
it was made of black furry cell
it was not so good,
but was out of food...
so she had it swallowed by now!

lol... dunno what i am writing hehehe

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my satirical heroic couplet

-what could the makeup do to you daughter
just look what happened to you dear mother


-why guys think love as just a funny game,
they fall in love and just forget their name


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that{s it for now.. i got tons but they are soo long T_T.....

misao

 

Leaving Me Behind by Heather

Running, running as fast as I can
I try and catch them and call their names
I reach out but do not touch them
I call out but they don’t hear me
I’m running as fast as I can to the ones who don’t know my name
Who don’t know my dreams
I don’t know them either

But I have to reach them
I have to be near them
I need to be near someone
Some one who won’t leave
Some one who will stay with me through all my mistakes

They’re getting father now
Walking away, their backs covered in darkness
I can’t see them
Please don’t leave me behind

But they always do
They always get mad
They always hate me
I always make mistakes
And they never forgive
And they all ways leave me behind

 

When I think of you

When I hear your foot steps coming in I hold my breath and think what to say to you.

When I listen to your lovely song I soar above the sky and wander off into the moonless night.

When I stare into your eyes that shine like beausiful saphires I fall into the sea of many colors.

When I see your long hair I think of it blowing in the gentle wind brushing against your soft skin

When I see your tears I go over and lend you my sholder comforting you and holding you tight.

When I think of you all so bright I await for you this very night...


Miles away

You are so far
for even a car
So I have to wait
and I'll even stay up late
with nothing on my plate
because I want nothing more than for you as a mate

Maybe I'm wrong
and yet I've been waiting so long
and that feeling is not gone
So I sang our Song...

Because we are far away
I'm not sure it's okay
we can't talk at the bay
and lay and stay
in that fresh day in may

Maybe I'm right
even out of site
you give me my light
so I'll take a flight
just to see you shine bright


Only you

I think of you and scream
This can be nothing but a dream

A scheme of the mind
And so I charge threw blind
is is because you are to kind?

This pain is no game
it is nothing the same
so just don't go and blame
because I came
you, the same
with nothing but a lame excuse
so you could cut lose

My heart is caught
it had been sought
lost with you
nothing but true
now all I want is you
who I once drew
if only you new
how much I really love you

 

Journal of Failed Attempts

You tried to touch me,
Tried to touch a cold heart,
One almost up to its final beat,
And you tried to release all the evil in me,
Hoping to purify me,
And fixing me to the end of your needs,
But Im already gone,
And a faded spirit could only back,
I wont be coming home tonight,
Its a shame,
It was all in vain,
All the things you did just to relieve the pain,
And I feel a little bit of sypathy for your failed attempts,
You really had a future in mind,
But these dreams...these little dreams,
Is something that you can only keep inside,
I was already gone,
And a faded spirit can only look back,
Don't worry anymore,
I wont be coming home tonight....

 

Black is the color of my heart.
Blue is the color of the sea.
Gray is the color of the sky
as rain falls down on me.
Love is just a myth.
Hate is overrated.
Green is the color of the grass
of which my blades have skated.
Red is the color of blood.
White is the color of snow.
Yellow is the color of the leaves
in which the wind may blow.
Life is like a rainbow
I longingly watch its color show.

 

Rose Covered Bed

I sleep in a rose covered bed tonight,
And its thorns slowly carress my heart,
The blood I spill is sucking me dry,
I suddenly start to question why?
Or how such beauty can cause me to die.
Everything is breaking down inside,
In my strength I could no longer rely,
But I know I must still fight.

Only because you're stealing the air I breathe,
Because you're blinding me and its harder for me to see.
You're destroying everything in me,
Iam no longer the person I used to be.
Memories of these can only be seen,
Of how this life has lost it's meaning.
This life has lost it's meaning.

I seem to no longer have the reason.
My ashes just flow along with the seasons,
And I blame you for this treason,
And for these tears of crimson.

It covers my face,
I hope this is just a temporary state,
I hope its not too late,
because I cannot keep up the pace,
Iam still surprised how I got here in the first place.

I know I just want this to end,
Your face is making my spirit bend,
I just want this to end,
This bed is just reminding me of all the evil places Ive been,
I really want this to end.

 

Deep Red Sea

I love watching you die,
Right in front of my eyes,
Even though you are just walking to where I stand.

I laugh with pure delight,
Knowing you don't know what I see.
Curiosity arises in your voice,
While I flash to you a sly smile.

I begin giggling as you ask what's so funny.
I laugh harder when I see the blood rolling down your soft cheek
I am on the floor when I see the knife sticking from your back.
The crimson red sea makes its way from the floor to the ceiling,
And I begin screaming.
Knowing I can't swim in such thick joyous blessings,
I run away from the blood monster.
Its bleeding makes the sea rise.
I scream again and the air in my lungs seaps from my lips,
I can't breathe,
I can't see,
I'm dying.
You're killing me,
Please help me....

And you slowly hear my last words being muffled...
Under the deep red sea.

 

War

War

War is a cancer
eating us all
somtimes were standing
sometimes we fall
but does it have to be this way
is war here to stay
why
why
why
am i
in this
while we are floating of to the abiss
we are lost
and we must be found
cuz i dont think we are bound
to such hate
it cant be are fate
we need to come together
and make things better
today can be are new tomarrow
so lets say good by to the sorrow
so war take the finall bow
and end it now

 

Wait a second, I have something to say.
Since you're leaving, take me away.
If I bleed more, I think I'll be sick.
If I scream more, I'll find my voice.
If I whine more, everything will be solved.
If I love more, I think I'll explode.
If I hate more, I migth have a choice.

Suicide has become a comforting thought -
I don't seek the things I once sought.
I kiss her - but I can't close my eyes.
I love her - but can't swallow my lies.
The knife and the drugs are my accomplices,
They keep me together when I fall to pieces.
I die every day, chocked by my memories,
Spilling myself into pages of my diaries.
Her image is a silent storm, waiting to strike,
Soon I'll see her again - and I'll be swept away.
I break apart and I melt away.
I now understand why I was put on earth -
To die slowly, dust to dust, dirt to dirt.

 

Nothing
I am nothing, purposeless and worn
I am no one, desolate inside, forsaken while unborn
Forget me now I beg of you, I am a waste of blood and bone
Not worth the memories, better left unloved, better left unknown
Death pulled me close, but he did not take me
He only whispered "you don’t deserve to live, but you’ll never be free."
And it feels as if I’ve been dying forever, but this is my curse, to be without an end
Infinitely traveling deeper into the darkness, fueled by pain, I descend

Forget me now I beg of you.....
Not worth the memories....
Dying forever, I am endless
Just a waste of blood and bone.

 

How clear can a day be when I am just so confused?

And in a confusion that always seems to last, I wonder……
If I am forsaken myself, can I forsake others?
If so, then is it more like a disease, or plague?

I try to understand…….
If I am but a monster, then what am I aiming to be?
Do I try to be good at it, or bad, and if being bad at being a beast is what I should do, then is it a catch 22?

And with ideas, my mind bends, and molds….
And if I am to be molded, and formed, what would occur if this process was done by someone who is bad at it?
Would I be considered a failed experiment, or just raw and unknown like someone who is scarred?

My soul is rising and I am afraid………
If what I did was wrong, then was I taught it was, or just told to decide for myself?
And if I thought it was right, will I be judged as so, or by your standards?

I’m almost gone, and I can barely breathe….
So in my last thoughts, am I going to be ok?
Or am I just going to be lost again, like before when I did what they say was wrong?

The needle was inserted, and I am drifting.
My body has gone numb, and I am willing to confess.
I killed him.
I loved it.
And now I am dying as well, and it is my release.
I’m lost to you all now, so I say farewell.
You are all here to hate me, but I think deep down you wanted me too.
With him dead, we’re all free.

 

Good-Bye (PartI)

The problem with us,
Is that the simple can't be done,
For this once,
We'll leave the kisses for those in love.

This is our way to say good-bye,
And its funny how time kills everything inside,
So slowly and so quietly,
And theres no way to get by.

No one can avoid the constant change,
The way things unwillingly rearrange,
I know you didnt want it this way,
I know you wanted things to stay the same.

My heart now beats irregular,
Because it no longer has someone to beat for,
I wished it was you,
But your face has deserted my soul.

Ill live with no regrets,
Our precious moments I wont forget.

This is the last time,
I say goodbye.