Poetry competition CLOSED 20th August 2012 1:32am
WINNER
baptizedbydafire (Odyne)
baptizedbydafire (Odyne)
Worst Poem You Ever Wrote
Poetry Contest Description
Publish your worst prose. Ever.
Only old, no new.
1 entry per poet.
I don't mean bad as in "Oh, she dies in the end." I mean bad as in you look at it and laugh at yourself every time you read it.
If you deleted yours.. shame..
Get corny!
1 entry per poet.
I don't mean bad as in "Oh, she dies in the end." I mean bad as in you look at it and laugh at yourself every time you read it.
If you deleted yours.. shame..
Get corny!
Strawberry Cheese Cake
Great
even taking a piss
feels like a journey
to your soul
how beautiful it is
to feel your insides
wet and soft
not at all disgusting as
i forethought
cheese cake, creamy and sweet
flavored cherry
your taste is surprisingly
earthy
here goes...
Great
even taking a piss
feels like a journey
to your soul
how beautiful it is
to feel your insides
wet and soft
not at all disgusting as
i forethought
cheese cake, creamy and sweet
flavored cherry
your taste is surprisingly
earthy
here goes...
Anonymous
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Pain
Life is a vat of hurt and pain
The only end of that
Is the end of lifes game
And deaths coming to reclaim
Published 6th May 2010 6:52pm
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It's almost scary how bleak this was. Beyond that I would judge it as my worst piece.
Life is a vat of hurt and pain
The only end of that
Is the end of lifes game
And deaths coming to reclaim
Published 6th May 2010 6:52pm
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It's almost scary how bleak this was. Beyond that I would judge it as my worst piece.
Food For Thought
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Of all the things that were meant to be,
What if they weren't?
If fish to swim high in the sky,
And birds fly down below.
The days would turn like a hamster wheel,
Back and forth it would rock,
If you could live each day with a different start,
Our loved ones would never have to part.
If food were as common as grass and moss,
Growing off trees like parasites,
If water was the morning light that floods the dawn,
And the sea of air which land floats.
What if things that weren't to be,
Were what we are?
Animals that run its wheel smaller and smaller,
That throws food into a fire.
That hit one another with stones and boulders,
And tumble into naught but oblivion,
That worship ancient shiny rocks,
And numbers that burst from two to a kazillion.
That creates evil and uses it against each other in the name of good,
That sheds its own blood for pride and glory,
Thats willing to destroy himself to obtain what he creates,
That freely picks his own dictator to bring him ruin.
If this madness is our sanity,
Then when CAN we be insane?
When can we make whats not to be, to be,
If it wasn't but it was?
And when can we make whats possible to be IMPOSSIBLE,
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Of all the things that were meant to be,
What if they weren't?
If fish to swim high in the sky,
And birds fly down below.
The days would turn like a hamster wheel,
Back and forth it would rock,
If you could live each day with a different start,
Our loved ones would never have to part.
If food were as common as grass and moss,
Growing off trees like parasites,
If water was the morning light that floods the dawn,
And the sea of air which land floats.
What if things that weren't to be,
Were what we are?
Animals that run its wheel smaller and smaller,
That throws food into a fire.
That hit one another with stones and boulders,
And tumble into naught but oblivion,
That worship ancient shiny rocks,
And numbers that burst from two to a kazillion.
That creates evil and uses it against each other in the name of good,
That sheds its own blood for pride and glory,
Thats willing to destroy himself to obtain what he creates,
That freely picks his own dictator to bring him ruin.
If this madness is our sanity,
Then when CAN we be insane?
When can we make whats not to be, to be,
If it wasn't but it was?
And when can we make whats possible to be IMPOSSIBLE,