Poetry competition CLOSED 17th May 2012 2:28am
WINNER
LeesAngel
LeesAngel
RUNNERS-UP:
mjs211
and raorrick
In A Name
seldom would anyone come across something
utterly ambiguous and
more contradicting in the very
existence-in the very core of reality
endlessly puzzling in every way
than this-right now
There you go.
Made me feel like a self-obsessed narcissist.
appreciated. yours is no exception of course Whitewand6 said:
seldom would anyone come across something
utterly ambiguous and
more contradicting in the very
existence-in the very core of reality
endlessly puzzling in every way
than this-right now
There you go.
Made me feel like a self-obsessed narcissist.
i feel ashamed for my entry right now. How can you even compete this poem?
seldom would anyone come across something
utterly ambiguous and
more contradicting in the very
existence-in the very core of reality
endlessly puzzling in every way
than this-right now
There you go.
Made me feel like a self-obsessed narcissist.
i feel ashamed for my entry right now. How can you even compete this poem?
Dust is all,beauty and wealth
_Usually most are fooled onto death
_Slopilly lusting after vanity
_Trusting in earthly treasures
_Yet,death robs them all
_Just yesterday he had it all
_Jumpy,at dawn we saw him fall
_Everything he ever labored for
_Waiting behind while he soar thorugh
_Endless tracks in the great beyond
_Lesson to the greedy man
_Satisfaction's all about contentment
_Usually most are fooled onto death
_Slopilly lusting after vanity
_Trusting in earthly treasures
_Yet,death robs them all
_Just yesterday he had it all
_Jumpy,at dawn we saw him fall
_Everything he ever labored for
_Waiting behind while he soar thorugh
_Endless tracks in the great beyond
_Lesson to the greedy man
_Satisfaction's all about contentment
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Measure me in liters of blood,
inches, pencil lead wasted, gone,
kevlar vests strapped on, all pierced,
every one cracked down the middle.
Take me seriously, take me lightly,
hesitate, but do so fleetingly—
everyone wants to spin the cylinder.
Endanger me, throw yourself into it,
never imagining it was more than it is,
grasping at the well-worn borderline as
it was intended for use. Take the barrel,
nerves exploding, aim and fire, hold it up,
every instinct screaming to aim and fire,
every twitch the closest you've ever come,
revel in the consciousness, the alivBANG.
inches, pencil lead wasted, gone,
kevlar vests strapped on, all pierced,
every one cracked down the middle.
Take me seriously, take me lightly,
hesitate, but do so fleetingly—
everyone wants to spin the cylinder.
Endanger me, throw yourself into it,
never imagining it was more than it is,
grasping at the well-worn borderline as
it was intended for use. Take the barrel,
nerves exploding, aim and fire, hold it up,
every instinct screaming to aim and fire,
every twitch the closest you've ever come,
revel in the consciousness, the alivBANG.
