Poetry competition CLOSED 29th November 2012 7:39pm
WINNER
dustyjjewels
dustyjjewels
Have a word with yourself
Poetry Contest Description
If you could go back
If you could go back and speak to your younger self, what advice would you give to yourself ? what pitfalls would you tell yourself to avoid ? what direction would you point yourself in ?
Max 100 words-------- GOOD LUCK GUYS & GALS
Max 100 words-------- GOOD LUCK GUYS & GALS
Anonymous
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You fucking stupid little prick
Looking back 20 years ago it makes me feel sick
casting my eyes upon a young stupid little prick
what the fuck do you think you are doing, do you know where this will lead ?
Your on a rocky road my friend, these few words i give you please heed
if i could give advice and it was really possibe and i really could go back
the first thing i would do before i spoke a word is give you such as whack
then i would call you aside for a word in your ear to save you from your doom
then stick a bag over your head, briefly appologise & lock you away in a room
Looking back 20 years ago it makes me feel sick
casting my eyes upon a young stupid little prick
what the fuck do you think you are doing, do you know where this will lead ?
Your on a rocky road my friend, these few words i give you please heed
if i could give advice and it was really possibe and i really could go back
the first thing i would do before i spoke a word is give you such as whack
then i would call you aside for a word in your ear to save you from your doom
then stick a bag over your head, briefly appologise & lock you away in a room
Be What You Can and Love It
Don't be perfect, don't aim to please
The only thing you'll have
Is burning eyes and a mouthful of plea's.
Believe that love, that a mothers love,
Goes far beyond your brain.
I think that's what mother would love the best.
If her baby girl just did her best.
Instead of aching to be pure percent,
Of everything we can't reach.
Do what you want and don't be shy,
Kiss that boy,
Even though he's not the guy.
Live in the moment,
If just for a while
And go for a ride
Even though your scared.
Life is full of troubles
And fears.
You dear girl will cry many of tears.
The world will crush you as best it can,
Hold some inner strength.
Buckle down and stand.
Proud and strong.
Trust me, I've lived this long.
Young as my years may be.
I'll come back one day
And wish I'd followed
Some advice worth giving.
The final message worth receiving,
I love you,
Love yourself to.
Don't be perfect, don't aim to please
The only thing you'll have
Is burning eyes and a mouthful of plea's.
Believe that love, that a mothers love,
Goes far beyond your brain.
I think that's what mother would love the best.
If her baby girl just did her best.
Instead of aching to be pure percent,
Of everything we can't reach.
Do what you want and don't be shy,
Kiss that boy,
Even though he's not the guy.
Live in the moment,
If just for a while
And go for a ride
Even though your scared.
Life is full of troubles
And fears.
You dear girl will cry many of tears.
The world will crush you as best it can,
Hold some inner strength.
Buckle down and stand.
Proud and strong.
Trust me, I've lived this long.
Young as my years may be.
I'll come back one day
And wish I'd followed
Some advice worth giving.
The final message worth receiving,
I love you,
Love yourself to.
Anonymous
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I walk to the melody of my silent tears streaming on my invisible face, covered by this bulky facade, secretly begging someone might be able to penetrate my intimate but true self lying behind it. Chocked sound of my helpless cry: " Behold this is who i am! " Voiceless scream. Hopeless.
If all we have is hope, what happens when its drowned by these endless nightmares. Nightmares emerging from my worst dreams and peaking into my reality. No break, just more horrible thoughts.
Through it all: the bad, the good. I know you can overcome it.
Immerse yourself in the fear, flow in and flow out. Breath slowly. You are more than just that broken reflection in the mirror.
I know. Somewhere beneath the layers protecting you from the horrible world, you know it too.
I don't know how, I don't know why or when or who or what but I know that you are more than simply human. You are potential. The sky isn't your limit. The passion in you burns and if you let it, it could fire up any soul. You make spirits dance to life's adventurous winds and give helpful beats to the ones caught in tornadoes.
If all we have is hope, what happens when its drowned by these endless nightmares. Nightmares emerging from my worst dreams and peaking into my reality. No break, just more horrible thoughts.
Through it all: the bad, the good. I know you can overcome it.
Immerse yourself in the fear, flow in and flow out. Breath slowly. You are more than just that broken reflection in the mirror.
I know. Somewhere beneath the layers protecting you from the horrible world, you know it too.
I don't know how, I don't know why or when or who or what but I know that you are more than simply human. You are potential. The sky isn't your limit. The passion in you burns and if you let it, it could fire up any soul. You make spirits dance to life's adventurous winds and give helpful beats to the ones caught in tornadoes.
Anonymous
A Poetic Self Hug
I hear your soft snuffled tears again little one
why are you hiding there in the dark corner?
Come, sit beside me in front of the open window
feeling the early sunlight warm away the doubts.
For I have so much to tell you but not much time
before the loud world crowds me out again ...
They can't give you now what they never did before
so forgive them, our Mom and Dad, once and for all.
Renew your noble quest, the lifelong search for self
embracing even those odd pieces that don't seem fit.
Soothe the unhealing wounds of your deep betrayals
dare once more to remove the armor and feel trust.
Pull out my childhood wishes from your linty pocket
unfold them, smooth out all the creases and dream.
Lastly, remember that I am so very proud of you
so love yourself as deeply as I do in this moment.
I hear your soft snuffled tears again little one
why are you hiding there in the dark corner?
Come, sit beside me in front of the open window
feeling the early sunlight warm away the doubts.
For I have so much to tell you but not much time
before the loud world crowds me out again ...
They can't give you now what they never did before
so forgive them, our Mom and Dad, once and for all.
Renew your noble quest, the lifelong search for self
embracing even those odd pieces that don't seem fit.
Soothe the unhealing wounds of your deep betrayals
dare once more to remove the armor and feel trust.
Pull out my childhood wishes from your linty pocket
unfold them, smooth out all the creases and dream.
Lastly, remember that I am so very proud of you
so love yourself as deeply as I do in this moment.
met a younger me
bought him a drink
he is still painting
still has love in his eyes
and hands
earns the eyes
with his hands
and
I don't need to tell him
who I am
that
this barstool
is about all he has
to look forward to
he knows
that i'm thinking it
and that i'm simply weak
that
he can avoid it
same as me
years back
bought him a drink
he is still painting
still has love in his eyes
and hands
earns the eyes
with his hands
and
I don't need to tell him
who I am
that
this barstool
is about all he has
to look forward to
he knows
that i'm thinking it
and that i'm simply weak
that
he can avoid it
same as me
years back