To anyone who cares....
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Raziaar
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Congrats....
but mine's better. Though, I did not enter it.
There once was a time, when I was happy,
Sharing my days with my wife, my queen.
But today I found that she betrayed me,
And our love was no longer pristine.
I have given myself to this woman,
All that I know, and all which I can.
I stood by her side and loved her,
A love replaced easily by another man.
The pain and anguish I feel from this,
Is like that of knives driven deeply home,
Aimed at my chest and piercing the heart,
Plummeting me into the darkness I gloam.
Laughter echoes in my ears... I hear him.
Though I cannot see where he stands,
His taunts merged with the melodious voice,
Of the love he has snatched from my hands.
Together they mock me, whispering dirty tales,
Of the deeds they have done, and the pleasures,
Given and received, behind my ever faithful back,
And all the wonders of her now tainted treasures.
The louder growing voices tear at my soul,
When yet another voice rings out, calling,
Drawing me near to a large gloomy mansion,
Promising to bring to an end, their galling.
The large doors opened, expecting me,
Ushering me toward a flight of stairs.
My feet pattered up, crying heard above,
As I stood, whispering silent prayers.
Dark mists, clinging to the shape of a woman,
Dancing about, around the center of a room.
She faced opposite, and as I moved to turn her,
Her blank, expressionless face had been exhumed.
Staring back, was both nothing and everything,
Her skin was featureless, smooth and rounded.
Yet it resembled the faceless many who hurt me,
Not a care or expression, my heart they pounded.
Without a tongue or even a mouth, she spoke,
Her haunting voice informing me of a quest,
Which could cease the torment, ease my mind.
I must venture out, my love awaits my wrest.
Stumbling from the manor, striding across town,
I found my way towards her lover's house.
The door creaked open, allowing access within.
Clothes were strewn everywhere, pants and blouse.
Bursting through the bedroom at the back,
They gazed up at me in naked surprise.
My hand gripped her wrist, I lifted my foot,
And stomped down between his thighs.
Escorted roughly into the plant filled yard,
They stood huddling, eyes filled with hate.
For long moments I stood, just staring,
Contemplating their ultimate fate.
Forever they are together, yet surprisingly,
I feel joy in my heart that they are bound.
For now their voices no longer lingered about,
Their bodies lay in pieces, buried in the ground.
but mine's better. Though, I did not enter it.
There once was a time, when I was happy,
Sharing my days with my wife, my queen.
But today I found that she betrayed me,
And our love was no longer pristine.
I have given myself to this woman,
All that I know, and all which I can.
I stood by her side and loved her,
A love replaced easily by another man.
The pain and anguish I feel from this,
Is like that of knives driven deeply home,
Aimed at my chest and piercing the heart,
Plummeting me into the darkness I gloam.
Laughter echoes in my ears... I hear him.
Though I cannot see where he stands,
His taunts merged with the melodious voice,
Of the love he has snatched from my hands.
Together they mock me, whispering dirty tales,
Of the deeds they have done, and the pleasures,
Given and received, behind my ever faithful back,
And all the wonders of her now tainted treasures.
The louder growing voices tear at my soul,
When yet another voice rings out, calling,
Drawing me near to a large gloomy mansion,
Promising to bring to an end, their galling.
The large doors opened, expecting me,
Ushering me toward a flight of stairs.
My feet pattered up, crying heard above,
As I stood, whispering silent prayers.
Dark mists, clinging to the shape of a woman,
Dancing about, around the center of a room.
She faced opposite, and as I moved to turn her,
Her blank, expressionless face had been exhumed.
Staring back, was both nothing and everything,
Her skin was featureless, smooth and rounded.
Yet it resembled the faceless many who hurt me,
Not a care or expression, my heart they pounded.
Without a tongue or even a mouth, she spoke,
Her haunting voice informing me of a quest,
Which could cease the torment, ease my mind.
I must venture out, my love awaits my wrest.
Stumbling from the manor, striding across town,
I found my way towards her lover's house.
The door creaked open, allowing access within.
Clothes were strewn everywhere, pants and blouse.
Bursting through the bedroom at the back,
They gazed up at me in naked surprise.
My hand gripped her wrist, I lifted my foot,
And stomped down between his thighs.
Escorted roughly into the plant filled yard,
They stood huddling, eyes filled with hate.
For long moments I stood, just staring,
Contemplating their ultimate fate.
Forever they are together, yet surprisingly,
I feel joy in my heart that they are bound.
For now their voices no longer lingered about,
Their bodies lay in pieces, buried in the ground.
xcellerate
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The sportscar me trembles with fear
I depress the clutch and throw it in gear
i bite the bullet and get up the nerve
adrenaline pumps approaching the curve
My body snug in the recaro seat
Never to know the agony of defeat
Hugging the corners and taking them tight
i can hardly hold back at the red light
I cry out with glee 'IN DEUTSCHLAND I TRUST!'
My opponents are left with shock in the dust
The sport tuned exhaust emits a low grumble
Other 'performance' cars begin to feel humble
Belching out smoke like a fire breathing-dragon
there's nothing quite like driving a volkswagon.
I depress the clutch and throw it in gear
i bite the bullet and get up the nerve
adrenaline pumps approaching the curve
My body snug in the recaro seat
Never to know the agony of defeat
Hugging the corners and taking them tight
i can hardly hold back at the red light
I cry out with glee 'IN DEUTSCHLAND I TRUST!'
My opponents are left with shock in the dust
The sport tuned exhaust emits a low grumble
Other 'performance' cars begin to feel humble
Belching out smoke like a fire breathing-dragon
there's nothing quite like driving a volkswagon.
CyberPitz
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Lmfao...funny shit, woke my roomate up from that one.xcellerate said:
@Raziaar: That resembles one of the poems I made a bit..just...not at the same time. I'm DEFINATELY not a poet..I made it when I was in a really bad mood..and I decided I would make a "happy" poem....but yeah.
I'll Pm you the link if you care.
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Teh_Poet said:
So that would be a £10 book voucher
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i put a couple poems up on there and entered into their contests, but i never really wonTeh_Poet said:
of course when i looked at the poems of the ones who won i could see why, they were your typical run of the mill, ho hum, regurgitated crap poetry that i despise, my stuff was just a bit too original i guess
beware though if they try to get you to go to any type of thing to pick up your prize, it's a trap! *insert admiral ackbar picture here* it costs a lot of money and the prize just isn't worth it
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