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  • Rookie - 0 Points Ameya Deshpande (2/5/2014 7:14:00 AM) Post reply
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    It's OK

    Deep down into my mind
    There is some peace to find

    Deep down into my soul
    There is something that I seek as a goal

    Now I have started to understand something a bit
    That I must & must live with a grit

    Living with a grudge or a set-back can be a mistake
    You must let go of everything for your own sake

    Deep down into my thinking
    There is a great belief that has started to sink-in
    That it's Ok

    It's Ok to be who you are
    & it's Ok to be what you want to be

  • Rookie Shelley Stanworth (2/4/2014 4:59:00 PM) Post reply

    Everyday to enhance my brain
    I'll smoke weed, sniff cocaine
    Have a beer to mask hidden pain
    Higher than treetops, insane

    Different day, same old shit
    Still outside the circle, a misfit
    I'm not tried, made of grit
    In life cowards are those who quit

    Whatever I believe in or think
    Changes moods faster than a blink
    I wish to tip the bad down the sink
    So whats left will match up, interlink

    Sick of just waiting for life to begin
    Want to be comfortable in my own skin
    Hate the compulsion to be better, to win
    The prize we seek must be found within

  • Rookie - 0 Points Donna Chlimon (2/4/2014 1:32:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I think this forum should actually have postings of poetry contests people know about! How about we share some of them with our fellow poets ;)

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  • Rookie - 10 Points Leesaan Robertson (2/4/2014 12:22:00 PM) Post reply

    Hi, Sir/ Madame
    My name is Leesaan Robertson. I would like to be entered in the poetry contest.
    And I also would like to know how I can get poets to comment on poetry's
    Because I've been on here for awhile and nobody has commented on my poems yet.

    My email: leesaanrobertson@ymail.com

  • Rookie Donald Goodside (2/1/2014 4:48:00 PM) Post reply

    Night Shift ___

    Each of us has an image of paradise
    A destinations resting reward, and yet
    I am troubled as my own view is dim.

    Deep down many levels beneath the sun
    Where hand hewn roots of Sequoia support
    the Marble hall of others, I am sweeping
    the dust gatherings and collecting into piles
    The cardboard refuse of gifts not meant for me.

    Toiling the forever among vague others I never knew
    While I was sleepwalking somewhere up there.

    I go on, in the certainty that eventually
    I too, will rise to the Alabaster Porticos
    Washed by brief sweet showers of rain.

    Till then I accept my role
    As Janitor, on this side of the Gate.

  • Rookie Shelley Stanworth (2/1/2014 3:16:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies


    Dreading the winter as the days pass by
    Wild like the raging storms I am the sky
    The hammering rain and sleet express my cry
    While thunder roars as me screaming why
    Cant pretend the past memories are a cruel lie
    Which are swamping the festivitites that I try
    To forget were once the days I watched you die.
    And all I do all year long I force the fight
    Against the grief inside that drains my might
    Which I usually conceal from my loved ones sight
    But sorrow descends on this months blustery night
    As once among the decorations out went a light
    Its more beautiful to me than the stars are bright
    Its more beautiful to me than the world in white.

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  • Rookie Sapekshya Timilsina (1/31/2014 10:49:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    If I could, I would.

    Don't look how my eyelashes are,
    or how fair skin tone I have.
    Don't judge how my hair's so messy
    or how I can't manage to look pretty.

    The curves that I may have,
    I would never want you to love me for that.
    Look into my eyes, how bright it would shine,
    if you were here and if I could call you mine.

    This feeling that covers up the whole of me,
    from the tip of my toe to the root of my hair,
    is something I will never be able to explain,
    because even when I see you, I go completely insane.

    How do I say what I feel for you is like?
    That would be unfair if I try to sum it up in words.
    and honestly, to me you define 'perfection'
    You're here with me, oh! that'd be an imagination.

    You love her, I know that quite clear but,
    I want to love you like 'Juliet' loved her 'Romeo'.
    I just don't get why she won't treat you good,
    because honey, if I could, with all my heart, I would.

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  • Rookie Dylan Morgan (1/30/2014 4:44:00 PM) Post reply

    The one that got away

    I was hers
    And she was mine
    I dreamed of something
    That should not change

    Her smile
    Oh god oh god
    Her smile
    Was as beautiful
    As her luscious hair

    And in a second
    She was not there
    To ship her away
    Oh so far away

    Across the border
    Goes her smile
    No love for me
    And no love for us

  • Rookie Rohn Moosh (1/28/2014 4:25:00 AM) Post reply

    It was not the like the moon wasn't red enough,
    Darker than the shades of your eyelids.
    Looking down on the naked.

    Hungry and wet
    We waited for our turns.
    In and out of my hands like falling ice cream.
    My mind ignoring the halo,
    My fingers disobeying physics.
    Your screams so silent it woke the neighbors dogs up.

    Yes! We did sway to all the howling.
    Rubbed our words for comfort.
    Your face melted into mine.
    Till we learnt to speak each others tongue.
    We kissed.
    But only one of us was kissed.

  • Rookie Skitz Meraki (1/27/2014 5:34:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply


    begin again and break the bell
    forget the thing you cannot tell
    tried to warn you, ran away
    just to hurt you again today
    its fine, I can see the lies
    that cross the mirror in my eyes
    what happened then will happen now
    I told you not to fall or bow
    you didn't listen, now its old
    tripping over this fools gold
    tried not to break the thing you are
    then I took it much too far
    ill fall into the arms of night
    I've given up this fight

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    • Rookie Shelley Stanworth (2/1/2014 3:15:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Powerful imagery. I like the flow, what i try to do... Oceans I have filled with tear I've cried For a love I had and now been denied I searched all the shores and their tide For a secret cave t ... more

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