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The Second FFR Poetry Contest
11.24.02, 22:39:45
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Welcome to the Second FFR Poetry Contest
This contest was brought to you by the moderators of Shinra Mansion.
Recently, I have seen a multitude of talent-filled individuals posting magnificent poetry. And now it's time for those poets to flaunt their skills ina some friendly competition. The poetry contest has been done before and accumulated many great pieces, giving us insight into our verbally-skilled members and creating a fun environment to test your style and prose against others. This contest will end on December 8th, 2002. That is two weeks from now so get to work as soon as you can!
~Rules~
1. All content must be appropriate.
2. The poem entered must be of your own creation.
3. You may only post once in thread with your poem. All questions should be PMed to me or one of the judges.
4. You may edit your entry at any time and even change it, for the judging will not take place until the very end of the contest.
5. Poems of an immense size should be posted as an attachment, so as not to clutter the thread.
6. Just have fun!!!
~Prize~
1st Place---10,000
2nd Place---5,000
3rd Place---1,000
~Judges~
Phyxius
DemonZ
mechanicpunx
OneWingedAngel_
Good luck everybody!!! |
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Last edited by Naraku : 11.28.02 at 09:12:57.
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On Me
Let me be
If you can't take what I am
Just set me free
Because this sky of yours
Is hanging over me
And I don't understand why
What is gathering inside
Has to be poured down
On me
Yes, I see
That my crossroad is unlit
So somberly
And my sidewalks are all tiled
Unevenly
But it isn't purely my fault;
And I don't understand why
You have to bring this down
On me
Twenty-three
Is the number of the hours
In my day
And I know it's not quite numbered
Perfectly
But that's the best I have to offer
If you don't want to take it
Then leave it here
With me
Do you believe?
Do you believe in what I say,
Believe in me?
And for everything I've done wrong,
I am sorry
But I need to be set free
From your sky that's hanging over me
So please stop raining down
On me |
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Well i cann't just let chibi moocher win on the count that no one else entered now can i xP 
The Question
If I wasn’t there
Would you care?
If I went away
What would you say?
If I wasn’t in your tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow?
If I wasn’t around
Would you be down?
If my last look was in your eyes
Would you say your good byes?
If my last breath said I love you
What would you do?
If I never wake
Would you quake?
If I die……
Would you cry?
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OK, Phyxius, darlin', since you asked so nicely for me to post in here and join....:
Prayer of a Stray Angel
People walk among the pews in church
Trying to escape the pains and hurts
Some you know, they pray for more wealth
Some you know, they die for more health
I’m walking through chapels and I see their faces
They’re of different ages, lives and places
Some of them are suffering, others are not
Some just don’t deserve it, or so I thought
And I lifted my face to heavens
And I prayed to God above
“Don’t leave us in this time of fear
And give to us some more love.
“Give hope to the hopeless
Give strength to the weak
Defend the defenceless
Light the path for those that seek
“Give help to the helpless
Give joy to the sad
Let us see the world as it is
Full of good and not all bad….”
I’m walking on the walkways of the street
I’m seeing many people with shoes or no feet
Some can’t listen, others are blind
Some move past by and they are crying.
I walk among the people, they’re walking fast
I see no emotions, their faces are masks
Some are pretending that I’m just not there
Other are pretending ‘cos they’re too scared to care.
And I lifted my face to the heavens
And I asked the gods above
“What’s the use of all this freedom
If some of us don’t have love?
“Give pride to the downtrodden
Illuminate the disillusioned
Heal the wounds of the broken
Reach to those in desperation
“As I cry, I hope you’ll hear
This lonely, sad refrain
For the world, I’ll shed a tear
'Till the world feels no more pain…”
People stopped, they heard my cries
Varying emotions in their eyes
Some turn away, denying they heard
Others remember: it’d once been their turn.
So some day when you’re feeling helpless
As if the world’s being untrue
Look into the yonder endless
Where a stray angel is praying for you.
© Jha'Meia |
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Hi.
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This poem I'm writing is based on my situation at hand.
Shattered Ego, Failed Dreams
Seeing the truth that is the illusion,
I realized that I do not stand a chance.
Even if I kept on standing and fighting,
I had already lost in the battle.
There was no point for me to continue,
for I had already failed in my dreams.
I was bruised, knocked out, injured,
until finally my strength cannot hold me.
Soon, the pain in my heart continued to swell.
Not only I experienced the pain outside,
But also the inside burned with anger and hate.
I cried out, seeking consolation to myself.
One thing that I learned from this one,
I must hold on and withstand the wounds.
For survival was the only thing on my mind,
and I believed that I can get past this hurdle.
Right now, it doesn't matter how many times
have I lost and fought on to the end.
I'll always remain standing proud and strong,
as long as I trust my own true self. |
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R.I.P. March 2002 - October 2006
Last edited by AVF281 : 12.07.02 at 17:40:59.
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| ah another poetry contest. of course i'll enter i'll have to decide later on whether to enter a new work or an old one from my collection. |
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random banter here
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ok heres one from my collection. i might replace it later but here it is hope you guys like it.
Yearning
whats the point of caring
whats the point of sharing
whats the point of loving
its all endles chains the invetiably leads back to hating
whats the point
why even care
why should i be forced to deal with all this
all this pain
all this ****
all this tradegy
all this grief
this so called love
is it worth the grief
worth the stress
worth the pain
for i am exhausted
inside i'm slain
and when i'm gone
will i look back
will i regret
is that how i wanna act
for that is when
it all comes together
that final moment
when it seems that is was all for somthing
knowing that all the bull****
wasn't for nothing
and i'll look up
and finaly smile
knowing that it
was all worth while
and you'll be there
and i'll be free
and happily ever after will no longer be a fantasy |
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I must know where I stand in the world of Poetry. This is my first work so excuse any misspellings and such.
Blind
I don't have control,
I'm searching for my soul,
All the lies,
Alone my heart cries.
I can't see,
who i am to be,
I'm blind,
my heart i can't find.
All I feel is hate,
and i fear it's to late,
for me,
for I am blind and can't see.
Changed |
Last edited by Hybrid : 12.09.02 at 14:59:58.
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Ok, this is short but I like it.....
Tears On My Pillow
When I am Blessed, when I am stressed, tears on my pillow.
When I am teased, with Life, displeased, tears on my pillow.
When dealing with sadness, voices in my head: madness. Tears on my pillow.
Too much pressure that I can't take, so many deals that I can't make, tears on my pillow.
Life is laughing in my face, so much wrong in this place, tears on my pillow.
But I can't let that tear me down, in my soul searching, my soul is found, tears on my pillow.....
Now I'm happy, full of joy. I love everyone, every girl, every boy. Tears on my pillow.
So now I know the way Life should be lead. If I didn't, might as well be dead. For every purpose, there's a road. For cries of happiness, sadness, that was my Ode...... |
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"Everything is nothing but a dream when in the void..."
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(thanks Phyxius and mechanicpunx!)
