Poetry competition CLOSED 21st July 2013 00:55am
WINNER
Kou_Indigo (Jessica Jennifer Ashton)
Kou_Indigo (Jessica Jennifer Ashton)
Your Greatest Wish
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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Burning through me, tearing me apart.
Desires, hiding deep inside my heart.
Things I want, but can never get.
No matter my strength, no matter my wit.
I could try with all my might.
My desire always in my sight.
I wish for a day with the ones I love.
The ones who I can't go a day without thinking of.
They're gone, forever out of my reach.
Gone, forever, no matter how I beseech.
I would give anything to see them smile again.
To see them happy, not in pain.
That's the last image, burnt into my brain.
Watching them struggle, watching them strain.
All I want is to see them filled with joy.
Faces beaming, like children receiving a new toy.
To hug them, embrace one last time.
But my dream shall stay in this rhyme.
I know it can not be, it isn't possible.
The simple idea, it's almost laughable!
Why I wish for such impossibilities, I know not.
I guess they've found their way into my soft spot.
I miss them more than anything on this planet.
More than anyone can imagine.
I want to see them more than anyone an fathom.
But I know that just can't happen.
Desires, hiding deep inside my heart.
Things I want, but can never get.
No matter my strength, no matter my wit.
I could try with all my might.
My desire always in my sight.
I wish for a day with the ones I love.
The ones who I can't go a day without thinking of.
They're gone, forever out of my reach.
Gone, forever, no matter how I beseech.
I would give anything to see them smile again.
To see them happy, not in pain.
That's the last image, burnt into my brain.
Watching them struggle, watching them strain.
All I want is to see them filled with joy.
Faces beaming, like children receiving a new toy.
To hug them, embrace one last time.
But my dream shall stay in this rhyme.
I know it can not be, it isn't possible.
The simple idea, it's almost laughable!
Why I wish for such impossibilities, I know not.
I guess they've found their way into my soft spot.
I miss them more than anything on this planet.
More than anyone can imagine.
I want to see them more than anyone an fathom.
But I know that just can't happen.
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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Know Me
When I was seven years old I thought I could fly
I leaped off my bed trying to reach the sky
My sister picked me up and wiped my tears away
Suddenly I could clearly see her dying day
Something happens when I touch another's skin
The ending is shown to me from within
I can see their fate, the details of their death
The end of their existence, the very last breath
I came close to love once, close enough to steal a kiss
As her lips touched mine I felt sadness not bliss
How could I ever make a lady my wife?
Every time we made love I'd see the end of her life
This is no gift it's the curse of the lonely
All I will ever want is for someone to know me
Peter Pan
Who wants to grow up?
There is only pain.
The world fades to gray,
Hope dashed away.
Life becomes an enemy,
Your battles never won.
or lost.
Why must my body ache?
Because in my soul
It churns, not with age,
But emotion.
Oh Neverland!
How I cry for the timeless king.
Where joy is easily gained,
And sorrow forgotten.
Even should I die,
I would never misguide myself,
That heaven wouldn't be real.
Or fake.
Because, a child's trust
Is absolute.
Take me away.
A world so far away.
Who wants to grow up?
There is only pain.
The world fades to gray,
Hope dashed away.
Life becomes an enemy,
Your battles never won.
or lost.
Why must my body ache?
Because in my soul
It churns, not with age,
But emotion.
Oh Neverland!
How I cry for the timeless king.
Where joy is easily gained,
And sorrow forgotten.
Even should I die,
I would never misguide myself,
That heaven wouldn't be real.
Or fake.
Because, a child's trust
Is absolute.
Take me away.
A world so far away.
Anonymous
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the saddest thing is that i actually used to believe it
love
fuck love
the word is a burden to the hearts who've met the feeling
always wanting
always searching
love is a story i tell myself late at night
love is more than sex or so i'm told
sadly stories never have a happy ending
they just stop the story when it looks nice
i'm so uncertain now
i used to believe in love
now i don't believe in love at all
i'm quite certain it doesn't exist
manipulation
lust
hate
lies
these things i know exist
love doesn't exist to me
but i still look for it
i still hope
i still yearn unceasingly
i can never fully give up on love
or i must also give up on life
love
fuck love
the word is a burden to the hearts who've met the feeling
always wanting
always searching
love is a story i tell myself late at night
love is more than sex or so i'm told
sadly stories never have a happy ending
they just stop the story when it looks nice
i'm so uncertain now
i used to believe in love
now i don't believe in love at all
i'm quite certain it doesn't exist
manipulation
lust
hate
lies
these things i know exist
love doesn't exist to me
but i still look for it
i still hope
i still yearn unceasingly
i can never fully give up on love
or i must also give up on life
-A Dream Unfulfilled-
The lurce of my stomach
The rising of the hairs on my arms
A weight on my chest that I cannot alleviate
The longing in my muscles
Perfect balance
Never wavering
Never faltering
In perfect synchronization
Fingers twitching
Legs shaking
Neck ticking
Body sweating
I long to do this
I have for a long time
But can I allow it to happen
When I am so unprepared
Such an open place
So many familiar faces
So much judgement
So little time to think
I have longed for so long
I might as well put it all out there
Even though I am not talented enough
I shall do my best
I want to dance as though floating
Across the floor like a leaf on the wind
But in reality
I am a teenage kid whom knows not how to dance
I want to woe a woman
With my skills of dance
I want to speak
With my body, not my voice
But it was not to be
I am but a blumbering idiot
No sense of rythum
In a single cell of his body
The lurce of my stomach
The rising of the hairs on my arms
A weight on my chest that I cannot alleviate
The longing in my muscles
Perfect balance
Never wavering
Never faltering
In perfect synchronization
Fingers twitching
Legs shaking
Neck ticking
Body sweating
I long to do this
I have for a long time
But can I allow it to happen
When I am so unprepared
Such an open place
So many familiar faces
So much judgement
So little time to think
I have longed for so long
I might as well put it all out there
Even though I am not talented enough
I shall do my best
I want to dance as though floating
Across the floor like a leaf on the wind
But in reality
I am a teenage kid whom knows not how to dance
I want to woe a woman
With my skills of dance
I want to speak
With my body, not my voice
But it was not to be
I am but a blumbering idiot
No sense of rythum
In a single cell of his body
- I Wish I Were A Goddess -
I wish I were a goddess, of serene beauty like the night.
Then I would live forever, and not need Heaven’s light!
For I could build a paradise, to rival Eden in its’ prime;
Both men and women would love me in ways sublime!
I would wear the finest garments, spun on angel looms,
And dwell in a temple with at least a thousand rooms…
No sacrifices to desecrate the altar of my eternal glory.
I would be a true living bible where is written my story!
My elect would be immortal, in this life as well the next,
And our garden would be like in Babylon, of elder text.
Flowers and plants of every hue and scent hanging fair,
From the towers of my temple, where the faithful dare!
Birds would make their nests atop the columns so tall…
And both marble and jade would adorn each high wall.
An amethyst arch would frame a gate of sapphire blue,
With no angel to keep mortals away, from what is true.
Like Elysium it would be and I would be as I am there,
Not trapped in human shell, but given my original share.
The sibling of the Light Bearer: illuminated and divine…
A goddess and a god, whose own light would so shine!
My wings would be six-fold, and my hair long, flowing,
Whilst my eyes would be all of azure: and also glowing.
Love would be my law, and I would bring it to all living,
Until the world was at peace, from the act of my giving!
Would that it were, I was granted such a glorious wish,
By the one who first made me, and then cast me away!
But now I am mortal, and the beauty I crave much less,
Than what I would be like within my true: angelic dress.
But I wish I were a goddess, once more to Heaven fly…
So that I would never need to age, or ever have to die!
But I can still look beautiful, in my humble, human way.
I can walk in each night, and dance by the light of day!
I wish I were a goddess, of serene beauty like the night.
Then I would live forever, and not need Heaven’s light!
For I could build a paradise, to rival Eden in its’ prime;
Both men and women would love me in ways sublime!
I would wear the finest garments, spun on angel looms,
And dwell in a temple with at least a thousand rooms…
No sacrifices to desecrate the altar of my eternal glory.
I would be a true living bible where is written my story!
My elect would be immortal, in this life as well the next,
And our garden would be like in Babylon, of elder text.
Flowers and plants of every hue and scent hanging fair,
From the towers of my temple, where the faithful dare!
Birds would make their nests atop the columns so tall…
And both marble and jade would adorn each high wall.
An amethyst arch would frame a gate of sapphire blue,
With no angel to keep mortals away, from what is true.
Like Elysium it would be and I would be as I am there,
Not trapped in human shell, but given my original share.
The sibling of the Light Bearer: illuminated and divine…
A goddess and a god, whose own light would so shine!
My wings would be six-fold, and my hair long, flowing,
Whilst my eyes would be all of azure: and also glowing.
Love would be my law, and I would bring it to all living,
Until the world was at peace, from the act of my giving!
Would that it were, I was granted such a glorious wish,
By the one who first made me, and then cast me away!
But now I am mortal, and the beauty I crave much less,
Than what I would be like within my true: angelic dress.
But I wish I were a goddess, once more to Heaven fly…
So that I would never need to age, or ever have to die!
But I can still look beautiful, in my humble, human way.
I can walk in each night, and dance by the light of day!