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Poetry Contest Voting- FINAL
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Good Morning (Contest Entry)The blades of sunlight
pierce through my closed eyes,
bleeding me awake;
My warm, thick blanket
of sleep and night it
so rudely doth take.
Morning tells me that
Day is yet to come...
That is even worse.
To endure hours
upon hours of
nonsense is its curse.
I wish instead to cover myself back
up in precious night,
to sleep, and perhaps,
to dream of the truth
that is truly right.
And yet, as I pull
the sheets above my head—
oh, the warmth beneath—
Morning yanks me
out of my bed with
its sharp, relentless teeth.
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My GoodbyesA poor little soul was betrayed by her father,
How can someone be such a horrid monster?
He destroyed both his wife and his daughter,
No one was there to even protet her
Why couldn't I save this tiny little life,
The power I thought I had was utterly useless,
It feels like have been stabbed deep with a knife,
Will this pain I feel be forever endless?
I offer you my sincerest apology
My memories of you will never fade
Your death is such a horrible tragedy
And I hope you weren't too afraid
My heart cries out to the sky in so much pain
As I say my goodbyes to you in this chilling rain
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Tomorrow's SkyTomorrow's Sky
Pain burned inside of my nerves
I fought the screams and tears
Suffering, anguish
My humanity disappeared through the years
I tried to forget and live
My title and body attracted curious stares
My brother's screams
Echoed throughout my nightmares.
Until I could finally see him
Starved and fragile, flesh and bone
Our bodies reborn from the endless circles
As I gladly sacrifice the wisdom carved in stone.
The pain lives in memories,
The nightmares never die.
But now there is hope,
Within the sun in tomorrow's sky.
~Kaleigh S.
5/9/13
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Two brothersTwo blades stand before you,
Identical,
But not the same.
One the angel, who saved the world,
The other, the beast to blame.
Two brothers,
Identical in face and being.
One a man of fear and weakness,
The other of courage and strength.
When the weakness reaches a fault,
His love is shone through.
When the strength reaches the top,
His hate is shone true.
As the angel walked the paths below,
Through demons, and hell and fire,
The devil stands on theater shows,
Lighting the funeral pyres.
He says: “it is for good.”
He says: “it’s for the best.”
But alone his brother stands,
With a sword draw through his breast.
“Brother, why forsaken me?”
“Brother, I have one request.”
Please don’t forget the bond
We shared throughout our quest.
Please listen to my plea,
For I am forever in your debt,
Brother, I thank you, for you set me free,
And please never forget,
What all you meant to me.”
Slowly the beast faded,
Leavening the angel al
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ChiyuCome, let me hold you closer my dear,
While you tend to your fresh battle wounds.
I wish I could hold you longer, my dear,
Until my embrace your fear consumes.
I wish I could hold you 'til your troubles were gone,
Until only love was left in their wake,
Until old age had taken your mind,
And from this nightmare you could awake,
Yet you have other things to do.
Places to go. People to see.
You have promises to keep,
Given to people more important than me.
Since I cannot take your troubles from you,
Or shake you from your fever dream,
All I have to offer is a warm embrace,
Perhaps a loving shoulder to soften your screams.
I would offer words, but none come to me,
Even if they did, none could be enough
To staunch the bleeding of my heart,
Bleeding for you when you're trying to be tough
I'd prefer to keep these words inside,
In my stomach, where I keep such things
Because the butterflies here, ever-present,
Are rending its flesh with their razor-edged wings.
I can keep them inside for you,
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