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First, I will post the overall rules, and then I will post the specifics about this week.
Original rules, as stated by Ubertuna:
It must fit the week's theme.
It must be submitted by the deadline.
It cannot have inappropriate language in it.
It cannot be stolen (if you plagiarize, we will find you).
Fear
First time I come here
Trembles me with fear
They don't know why
Things that makes you cry
I ask a guy
He said I'm too shy
That makes me fine
They offer me wine
I drunk the whole night
This the might
Of this website
I will never set aside
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This is my first poet, It's about AG and Zophia(My favorite Mod, check my profile plz)
sorry for double post
Things that makes you cry
Sorry, it should be 'things that makes me cry.
This the might
should be 'this is the might'
My English is not good, I'm an Indonesian. Btw, love this site a lot.
Fear
Fear is not one, fear is many
Fear is the hope that is lost
Fear is for weak, some may say
Fear is hell, it's not a lie
Fear is anything, everything
But why?
Fear is not a thing
Fear can be nothing
Fear is what you believe,
is Fear
Stand up to Fear
but is it possible?
Fear is what you think is Fear
Fear is nothing but a second God
Fear is nothing but your imagination
Fear is what may keep you away
Fear is what may move you forward.
Fear is to overcome
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First Poem
I think I am going to have a real hard time judging this week. All the poems are really good.
I think I am going to have a real hard time judging this week. All the poems are really good.
The reason I commented on the rhyme scheme is that you have some rhymes, but they're scattered.
It's still good, and great for a first poem
It's still good, and great for a first poem
Fear?
Never heard of it.
Doesnt seem like i know it,
not one bit.
Staring death in the face,
Or maybe just a spider.
Standing on the roof,
not wanting to go higher.
Looking at yourself,
No one else to see.
Sitting on the couch,
Not knowing who your gonna be.
Fear?
Never heard of it.
zOMG first real poem :P
Wanted to fix the end :]
Fear?
Never heard of it.
Doesnt seem like i do,
not one bit.
Staring death in the face,
Or maybe just a spider.
Standing on the roof,
not wanting to go higher.
Looking at yourself,
No one else to see.
Sitting on the couch,
Not knowing who your gonna be.
Fear?
Never heard of it.
Seems like you do,
But just a little bit.
...just a little
Alright it is once again time for judging. But before I do that I have a VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT. I will no
longer be judging the poetry contest. But don't think me heartless to leave you judgeless. No, taking over judging
will be Wistress. She offered and I accepted. So from now on I will be right there along you guys writing poetry just
not judging it. Be on the look out, because Wistress will be posting the next theme and dates after this. Now to go
on to what you all have been waiting for.
First place goes to...:thisisnotanalt
It's intentions blood-soaked
forlorn, devoid of hope
no man or woman knows the reach of it's scope
it's a rotten denizen, untellably old
the warm ember that leaves you cold
the story we all know that remains untold
you need your senses, but they've deserted
every ounce of strength you have perverted
your mature psyche has been reverted
it's the man in the corner with the bloody knife
it's hesitant, pensive and pure strife
the gut-wrenching lurch that pervades your life
the feeling of falling and drowning on land
the feeling of can't when you already can
the feeling of sinking in quicksand
fear, the lurking shadow in the light
the indescribable shock and fright
against this foe, the strong have no might
the mark on everyone, the empty desolation
the living death that offers no reanimation
silently slow live cremation
as it raises the knife to pierce you
so it's being goes in, around and through
shrinking back, there's nothing to do. . . .
FEAR
Gosh Thisisnotanalt, it was so hard for me to chose between you and
pixie. But I finally chose yours because yours seemed to have everything a poem could, in
perfect layout. The rhyming was perfect. Yet still it contained a great story.
Second place is:Pixie214
I look into your eyes knowing I can't say a word,
you look straight past me like I'm one of the heard.
There are so many things I would like to say to you,
but the fear builds up; there is nothing I can do.
I stand at the cliff face, staring at the sea,
too scared to jump too scared to be me.
I fear myself and the children at school,
they hate me because I'm not them, I'm not cool.
I'm silent I'm the quiet one, hidden away,
I'm invisible if they see me they'll make me pay.
Sitting at the back I dream their fate,
too fearful to do it, to show my hate.
Pixie I picked yours cause I love how you wrote it in first person.
Wrote in a way that showed how people think about fear. How they
question it, avoid it, what causes fear. Good job!
Third place is:JereN
Feeling of life
What greater fear would a mother have,
than to outlive her child.
Or a fear of noble king,
to see a subject wild.
A fear of an elder folk,
is to be left alone.
And the fear of viking bold,
is to die at home.
Fear is the thing,
it makes you feel alive.
You feel it on your skin,
and all your hopes stand aside.
If you say you feel no fear,
so then you must be dead.
'cos all of us seek it dear,
and then hide under the bed.
JereN another great poem. Its a shame you can win twice in a row.
Now for our honorable mentions:
First is our MOST RANDOM: Zega
.
Fear likes potatoes, and so do I, because fear likes it
Trembling softly, BOOM!
A frightful flight, knocked the night
Towers crumbling down.
glorious;
victorious;
notorious;
laborious
possessed.
Thanks Adrecka.
You WILL be missed as judge but we are ALL looking forward to your poems. <clapping> I applaud you for a job well done <still clapping>.
Anyway THIS WEEKS THEME IS ANXIETY. The deadline is Friday, July 3rd. I am staying with the emotion based theme this week because I think they make more interesting poems. Good Luck!
it was so hard for me to chose between you and
pixie.
Its been fun guys, I am a little sad I am not judging anymore.
Yay, shortest poem. xD I didn't really have time to write something so I jotted down a quick haiku. Thanks Adrecka for judging!
Now for anxiety, should create some interesting entries
I feel my inner demons awaken,
as the clock next to me turns to midnight,
As I must face their horrible face,
in this hour of fright.
Seeing myself in this pain and agony,
Waiting until the clock strikes one,
Trying not to lose control of myself,
To let this all be done,
But no, I must wait,
In pain and fear,
Hoping these demons dont get the best of me,
Hoping my end is not near...
Hmmm... The theme fits me... But I'm... I'm not a poet. I had something in mind, but I looked at it and thought, "Nah, that's not even worth reading."
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