Poetry competition CLOSED 26th June 2012 5:29am
WINNER
Danii (ALICE IS DEAD)
Danii (ALICE IS DEAD)
RUNNERS-UP:
BleedingInferno219
and firedaughter
Dreams
It was the most beautiful air castle I have ever seen
was not there just because ,
it had the largest foundation ever higher and ever built
there were found the bravest warriors of dreams
and his enemies never even had the idea of attacking it.
Everything ever created departed from thence
It was said that all roads guided toward
the sky, just never the same, always dream it someone new
believe me not only had no locks, there were no doors
Someone once said that 27 cascades also fell within
that there they had no habits, no time, no regrets
inside the vaults were all the illusions from around the world
but in the poorest part of the kingdom was lying reality
and of it were banished only the carriers of the fear of failure.
was not there just because ,
it had the largest foundation ever higher and ever built
there were found the bravest warriors of dreams
and his enemies never even had the idea of attacking it.
Everything ever created departed from thence
It was said that all roads guided toward
the sky, just never the same, always dream it someone new
believe me not only had no locks, there were no doors
Someone once said that 27 cascades also fell within
that there they had no habits, no time, no regrets
inside the vaults were all the illusions from around the world
but in the poorest part of the kingdom was lying reality
and of it were banished only the carriers of the fear of failure.
I remember one night I was having the most wonderful dream.There was a great feeling of peace and happiness until a
blackness came like someone had thrown a tin of paint over the scenery and it was making it's way downward clinging to
everything.
I found myself breathing in an acrid stench
akin to a bin full of rotting chicken
my stomach turned, my lips and eyes burned
the sky opened sending what looked like blisters
big and brown floating down then hovering
bursting into a smelly slimy sticky puss
I coughed and a thousand crows took flight
and I saw a woman crawling towards me
no pick of flesh or bone below her knees
her tongue tied to her neck with bloody sinew
I knew her,and the recognition gave me a fright
The last thing I remember was fighting for my life
against a load of rabid chimps hip deep in cold blood
blackness came like someone had thrown a tin of paint over the scenery and it was making it's way downward clinging to
everything.
I found myself breathing in an acrid stench
akin to a bin full of rotting chicken
my stomach turned, my lips and eyes burned
the sky opened sending what looked like blisters
big and brown floating down then hovering
bursting into a smelly slimy sticky puss
I coughed and a thousand crows took flight
and I saw a woman crawling towards me
no pick of flesh or bone below her knees
her tongue tied to her neck with bloody sinew
I knew her,and the recognition gave me a fright
The last thing I remember was fighting for my life
against a load of rabid chimps hip deep in cold blood
others enigmatic, unfathomable and fleeting.
I dream …of you, seen yet unseen, gleanings
of notions and emotions from underlying feelings.
I dream … of cravings, yearnings underestimated,
my will abated, ache and desires abbreviated.
I dream…as our friendship is comfortably acclimated,
we realize our long lived loneliness is becoming accentuated.
I dream…sentimentally of being singularly chosen
by a love time will stand still for as if perpetually frozen.
I dream… daring to care of things purposely forgotten,
of romantically chaste letters although verboten.
I dream…of old fashioned concepts and chivalrous intentions,
correlating responses to genteel and affable conversations.
I dream…of accessing the constellations in your eyes’ observations,
calming my galloping expectations and unintentional emanations.
I dream…of sweet declarations while being held ever so gently,
discreet but earnestly contained passions confessed ardently.
I dream…incessantly of innocent longings magnified poignantly,
while modestly remaining silent but always unrepentantly.
I dream…vividly of passionate kisses and gregarious affections,
experiencing the wonder of sensual yet tender ministrations.
I dream… little dreams wishing you were sharing the assignation,
then I awaken, understanding this was a dream of my own creation.
The Dream.
I've seen a dream
with my eyes open
of my death, in crimson dusk
in violet rage.
On a rod of iron
my carcass decays
mirrored visions
in twisted delay
ravens flocking
they've come to pray
and rip and feast
as vultures glare.
The sky ignites
an angel appears
A red dot glows
not far from here
engulfed in black
biting my skin
the mountains behind
have fallen grim.
A heavy fog invades
the sounds of the supper
inhumane
orange they glow
in violet silk
screaming out my name
punish me still.
I see but I'm free
to view my death
from anywhere I please
above me, below
beside and inside
I feel that carcass's pain
his thoughts, his fears.
But I choose to sit
in a corner in tears
I hate it because it is death
that my wishes truly endear.
I've seen a dream
with my eyes open
of my death, in crimson dusk
in violet rage.
On a rod of iron
my carcass decays
mirrored visions
in twisted delay
ravens flocking
they've come to pray
and rip and feast
as vultures glare.
The sky ignites
an angel appears
A red dot glows
not far from here
engulfed in black
biting my skin
the mountains behind
have fallen grim.
A heavy fog invades
the sounds of the supper
inhumane
orange they glow
in violet silk
screaming out my name
punish me still.
I see but I'm free
to view my death
from anywhere I please
above me, below
beside and inside
I feel that carcass's pain
his thoughts, his fears.
But I choose to sit
in a corner in tears
I hate it because it is death
that my wishes truly endear.
Eye To Eye
There we are
just us two
the orange sol of far
is close to you
the heavenly of star
from inside grew
your like a sweety jar
when I look , I always drool
your backed by the Azure
that can lure
my child , my fool
the brightest of the pure
for sure
my new sky blue .
As the spectrum splits the white
from all colour in daylight
I see you then but you get fuller
by the night
from gentle frilly pink
to a mental rich red fight
all indigoe's in sync
with a rose to shade a plight
Stood on a beach
we go eye to eye
soon if I don't reach
my blood
it will be dry
so come on let me teach
my love
that does
not lie
for the last time I beseech
you before I die .
There we are
just us two
the orange sol of far
is close to you
the heavenly of star
from inside grew
your like a sweety jar
when I look , I always drool
your backed by the Azure
that can lure
my child , my fool
the brightest of the pure
for sure
my new sky blue .
As the spectrum splits the white
from all colour in daylight
I see you then but you get fuller
by the night
from gentle frilly pink
to a mental rich red fight
all indigoe's in sync
with a rose to shade a plight
Stood on a beach
we go eye to eye
soon if I don't reach
my blood
it will be dry
so come on let me teach
my love
that does
not lie
for the last time I beseech
you before I die .
Idk if this counts, but...
Sleepwalker.
Wonder, wonder aloud.
Sleepwalker drifting through the crowd.
Do not object to her love unrequited,
Dear, watch your head, don’t get excited.
Sweetest sleepwalker plummeting downstairs,
How do you rest with blood in your hair?
Darling sleepwalker, surely you’re faking?
Blood oozing down, you must be aching.
Sleepwalker, you’re dangerous and it frightens me so,
I cannot wake you but only watch where you go.
Mumbling, like you’ve been known to do…
Dejected, my sweet, your life is nearly through.
Sleepwalker, sleepwalker, you won't know what happened.
Blonde hair matted red, you aren’t even saddened.
Piddling about, feeling for knives,
I wonder if you would stop if you opened your eyes?
Wander, wander, wander silent.
Sleepwalker drifting through the riot.
Sleepwalker.
Wonder, wonder aloud.
Sleepwalker drifting through the crowd.
Do not object to her love unrequited,
Dear, watch your head, don’t get excited.
Sweetest sleepwalker plummeting downstairs,
How do you rest with blood in your hair?
Darling sleepwalker, surely you’re faking?
Blood oozing down, you must be aching.
Sleepwalker, you’re dangerous and it frightens me so,
I cannot wake you but only watch where you go.
Mumbling, like you’ve been known to do…
Dejected, my sweet, your life is nearly through.
Sleepwalker, sleepwalker, you won't know what happened.
Blonde hair matted red, you aren’t even saddened.
Piddling about, feeling for knives,
I wonder if you would stop if you opened your eyes?
Wander, wander, wander silent.
Sleepwalker drifting through the riot.
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