Poetry competition CLOSED 28th February 2013 2:51pm
WINNER
mjs211 (MikeTheEngineer)
mjs211 (MikeTheEngineer)
complete the thoughts...
Anonymous
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It's morning again and my vision focuses eagerly at the newly painted bedroom walls .
The cold rain inspires me to complete more updates within these warm happy surroundings .
My mind could use many things and many of them so very definitely wrong .
The world seems as it should and as it hasn't for many years .
Maybe I'm just dreaming still and I'll awake upset , let down , still alone .
Perhaps I'll try to never gain consciousness but wait! this is truly a reality .
Tomorrow will be full of sunshine as life is what you make it .
The cold rain inspires me to complete more updates within these warm happy surroundings .
My mind could use many things and many of them so very definitely wrong .
The world seems as it should and as it hasn't for many years .
Maybe I'm just dreaming still and I'll awake upset , let down , still alone .
Perhaps I'll try to never gain consciousness but wait! this is truly a reality .
Tomorrow will be full of sunshine as life is what you make it .
Anonymous
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Its morning again and though i've slept i'm still dissolute and praying for death
the cold rain inspires the oppressive pain of illusive hallucinations which leave me drained
my mind could use restraint I'm insane lost in the confusion within my brain
the world just seems convoluted even the most refreshing breeze carries whispers of deceit
Maybe I'm just tormented and enslaved by the search for something i'll never find
perhaps i'll try to shut off my brain by sticking needles in my veins
Tomorrow will be erased death will take my place cutting myself a break
p.s. sorry mine is so depressing i know you wanted fun but thank you for the challenge expressing myself actually did make me feel a bit better.
the cold rain inspires the oppressive pain of illusive hallucinations which leave me drained
my mind could use restraint I'm insane lost in the confusion within my brain
the world just seems convoluted even the most refreshing breeze carries whispers of deceit
Maybe I'm just tormented and enslaved by the search for something i'll never find
perhaps i'll try to shut off my brain by sticking needles in my veins
Tomorrow will be erased death will take my place cutting myself a break
p.s. sorry mine is so depressing i know you wanted fun but thank you for the challenge expressing myself actually did make me feel a bit better.
Sarcophagus
O' thou sanctus,
dead language, alive to bees
Rumming wings to the very stones of nothingness
A coffin maker for every skin
Skin...
Thou needest renovatio
Renavatio thou needs
Give me thy heart
Give me thy stripes
Give me... thy stanza to consume
this flesh, intestines define the digestive grace
Tell me, tell me,
Art thou the Ruler
of hunger?
The fire is the cure
The fire is the cure, who would
dare fight this potion?
Can thou assist me?
Be assertive to my thoughts
The medicine cloudest this box
So I welcome thee to this back room
Fellow cake dust, show me thou pigmy pillows
where is your darkness
this time of day?
Without thee,
I am All
With thee,
I am nothing.
O' thou sanctus,
dead language, alive to bees
Rumming wings to the very stones of nothingness
A coffin maker for every skin
Skin...
Thou needest renovatio
Renavatio thou needs
Give me thy heart
Give me thy stripes
Give me... thy stanza to consume
this flesh, intestines define the digestive grace
Tell me, tell me,
Art thou the Ruler
of hunger?
The fire is the cure
The fire is the cure, who would
dare fight this potion?
Can thou assist me?
Be assertive to my thoughts
The medicine cloudest this box
So I welcome thee to this back room
Fellow cake dust, show me thou pigmy pillows
where is your darkness
this time of day?
Without thee,
I am All
With thee,
I am nothing.
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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It's morning again and i find myself drenched in a sinful dance in vane
The cold rain inspires a deadly desire to choke out the choir of sane
My mind could use a new bottle for muse to love its old fashioned ways
The world seems to get stuck in between remains from yesterdays pain
Maybe I'm just the outline of a morbid feline trying to catch wind
Perhaps, I'll try to catch a whiff for a dirty drift in crashing waves
Tomorrow will be the reason i breathe or crave a new found phase..
The cold rain inspires a deadly desire to choke out the choir of sane
My mind could use a new bottle for muse to love its old fashioned ways
The world seems to get stuck in between remains from yesterdays pain
Maybe I'm just the outline of a morbid feline trying to catch wind
Perhaps, I'll try to catch a whiff for a dirty drift in crashing waves
Tomorrow will be the reason i breathe or crave a new found phase..
It's morning again and the tide of sleep recedes under the Sun's beckoning gaze.
The cold rain inspires many to seek shelter but some embracing souls remain defiant.
My mind could use a prison and turn it into a fortress to sally forth.
The world seems within stepping distance awaiting glorious designs upon its multifaceted canvas.
Maybe I'm just waiting to follow, when it turns out I should lead.
Perhaps, I'll try to fail tomorrow to be proven wrong in such interesting times.
Tomorrow will be dark trials, but what doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
The cold rain inspires many to seek shelter but some embracing souls remain defiant.
My mind could use a prison and turn it into a fortress to sally forth.
The world seems within stepping distance awaiting glorious designs upon its multifaceted canvas.
Maybe I'm just waiting to follow, when it turns out I should lead.
Perhaps, I'll try to fail tomorrow to be proven wrong in such interesting times.
Tomorrow will be dark trials, but what doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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It's morning again
and the dead rocks of this city
hiss in the rain.
The cold rain
inspires these hands
to pale, desensitize, stiffen
to match my mind.
My mind could use
a snap. Anything to resuscitate it.
I'd take an explosion. Defibrillation.
The world seems
like it just doesn't want
gray. I'd settle for black.
Maybe I'm just paranoid.
Maybe it wants to be gray
while wanting more.
Perhaps
I'll try to
fly today.
These decaying rocks
bruise my stiff hands
anyway.
Tomorrow
will be
azure skies,
floating, sailing.
The backdrop
will always be gray.
Love the comp, miki!
and the dead rocks of this city
hiss in the rain.
The cold rain
inspires these hands
to pale, desensitize, stiffen
to match my mind.
My mind could use
a snap. Anything to resuscitate it.
I'd take an explosion. Defibrillation.
The world seems
like it just doesn't want
gray. I'd settle for black.
Maybe I'm just paranoid.
Maybe it wants to be gray
while wanting more.
Perhaps
I'll try to
fly today.
These decaying rocks
bruise my stiff hands
anyway.
Tomorrow
will be
azure skies,
floating, sailing.
The backdrop
will always be gray.
Love the comp, miki!
Anonymous
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It's morning again
and last night's blood
is catching
the new dawn sun light
The cold rain
inspires nothing
but a brief grunt
and two fingers for god
My mind could use
a thousand volts of electricity
just to force a wry smile
The world seems
like the universe
had a bad dose of the trots
Maybe I'm just being
too optimistic
and should
take the rose tints off
Perhaps, I'll try
to rectify the situation
with anthrax
and a load of stamps
Tomorrow will be
just like it is today
'cept maybe a bit colder
and last night's blood
is catching
the new dawn sun light
The cold rain
inspires nothing
but a brief grunt
and two fingers for god
My mind could use
a thousand volts of electricity
just to force a wry smile
The world seems
like the universe
had a bad dose of the trots
Maybe I'm just being
too optimistic
and should
take the rose tints off
Perhaps, I'll try
to rectify the situation
with anthrax
and a load of stamps
Tomorrow will be
just like it is today
'cept maybe a bit colder