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Periodic Poetry Contest - Theme: Touch of Truth (Page 390, due Jan. 28)

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Posted Feb 8, '10 at 6:33pm

EnterOrion

EnterOrion

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Although, bestiality is highly discouraged. You is being watched.


I wasn't thinking that. I was thinking more along the lines of

Killing

I stalk in the night, creeping around,
Searching for victims, ne'er making a sound.
I creep into houses, seeking for blood,
I pull out my knife, and unleash the flood.

I am always watching, looking to kill,
For this is my love, and I do it well.
Slashing through flesh, the rain begins,
I'll slice open their throats, make them die for their sins.

Kidnapping and acid, the go together fine,
With a hammer, to their deaths they resign.
Bashing and slamming, they feel so good,
Taking away everything, and all they could.

I am not insane, I am perfectly fine,
I hear no voices, that's a good sign.
Maybe I'm a psychopath, but who would know?
I guess no one would, that fills me with woe.

I need to stop, but I can't any longer,
The impulses get louder, ever stronger.
With love in my heart, I take a gun,
I walk into a store, kill all for fun.

I am shot down, dead in the street,
Inside my chest, my heart will never beat.
 

Posted Feb 8, '10 at 7:28pm

Ernie15

Ernie15

13,302 posts

Knight

No gold medal this round? o_O

 

Posted Feb 8, '10 at 8:41pm

Teeheegirl123

Teeheegirl123

164 posts

He's so popular
On every sports team there is
The girls all like him

He's Mr. Perfect
charming, and rich too
And when he smiles, the whole world smiles with him

Always wearing the latest style
Straight A's in school
Runs a charity for the people who are on the streets

Has his own CD
Got the lead in the school play....5 times in a row!
He's traveled all over the world

Doesn't ever get mad
Cheers people up when they're sad
His parents are famous beyond belief

You'd think with all that he'd be
The happiest kid on earth
Oh, how he deceives you!

His parents don't have any time for him
They're always too busy, too tired
He takes care of himself.

He hates all the attention
That he gets at school
and wishes that he could be alone

In his spare time he just likes
To curl up and read a good book
And forget the world around him

No amount of anything in the world
can fill up the empty gap in his heart
that is longing for someone...

Someone who can
love him for the person that's inside
and trying to break free

 

Posted Feb 9, '10 at 1:15am

Parsat

Parsat

2,223 posts

Ah, the love theme. I do remember last year's turnout on the same thing at this time of the year...wonder where Fritz Rublehelm is.

 

Posted Feb 9, '10 at 5:33am

Moabarmorgamer

Moabarmorgamer

8,674 posts

*sigh* Orion, why do your poems always have to be dark and depressing and all that? It gets repetitive.

 

Posted Feb 9, '10 at 6:39am

Strop

Strop

11,085 posts

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roflrofrlforlforlfroflrofrflro omg you guys. You just had to pull this theme out for Singles Awareness Week :P

 

Posted Feb 9, '10 at 7:35am

nichodemus

nichodemus

13,240 posts

Knight

Love the love theme, wanted to write one anyway :D

 

Posted Feb 9, '10 at 8:25am

beastahayes

beastahayes

943 posts

This one is really long. I entered it in a contest. We had to for my school. It's a poem about a painting, but you could say it falls in this category partly. Well here it is:
Title: Big eye
Artist: Odilon Redon
Artwork: Lâoeil, comme un balloon bizarre se dirige vers Iâ infini

Oh big eye floating above watching us like a mother dove protecting us with godâs love
Oh big eye floating above floating above
Oh how do you fall in the sky up so high I dread the day you fall from the sky perishing on the ground still filled with love
Oh big eye I am getting older and so are you when one of us dies filling everyone blues the day one of us goes I wish I could choose
Oh big eye you are falling from the sky can you hear my mournful cry
Oh big eye you are out of the sky and seconds from gone the birds are singing a very sad song
Oh big eye you hit the ground the second you perished I felt something I hit the ground too and a huge sound came around me then I floated up and I was coated in leather not my sweater my pants disappeared filled with string and before I knew it I started to fly up high in the sky floating above watching down like a mother dove protecting them with godâs love

 

Posted Feb 9, '10 at 8:29am

beastahayes

beastahayes

943 posts

I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. The first signs on the artwork don't matter, but the poem does. the first signs messed up god's and the second one also said god's until they messed it up.

 

Posted Feb 9, '10 at 10:31am

nichodemus

nichodemus

13,240 posts

Knight

You need to cut and paste to notepad, change the punctuation, then paste here, or directly paste here and change the punctuation not directly pasting here from Word.