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The premise of this contest was to write a poem that described the writer's earliest memory.
Wish For Another DayThe first ingredientWish For Another Day by RollingTomorrow
Being together with you
The second component
Another day together
The third element
Every moment of memory
There's nothing more important
Everything else can stay distant
I only want a holiday with you
Nothing else will do
A perfect recipe
Containing you and me
Naught could make a holiday better
Than another day together
Days may be numbered
But memories cannot be altered
So as long as we are gathered
These simple wishes will be answered
Ophelia DreamsOphelia Dreams by AryaMay
Thus we came to rebehold the stars
And the other globes of the celestial skies,
Lady Luna with her blunted horns renewed-
The darkness haunting us left somewhere behind.
Or maybe not quite, so the Heavens do taunt-
While the Sisters Fate laugh as the devils cry;
And the mechanics of the world turn counter clockwise,
They pushed on by the mortals who plot God's demise
But you, my dear Ophelia, what do you see?
Do you envision your ghosts with those sightless eyes?
Or do you see anger, bitter desperation, hate?
The river as my arms that you refused to take?
My faithless lover, to the world a queen
A queen that it lost, like the others it had seen-
And your lips (now cold), how many lies did they speak?
Your hands (now damp), how many others did they seek?
None, and that's why you're a treacherous fool:
You denied yourself yours and now you're so cold
And dead, my Persephone, forever running away-
Like all women, our world's primary cause of pain;
The Melody of Christmas~The Melody of Christmas~The Melody of Christmas by ScarletDevil1503
Snowflakes drift like notes of a song...
Softly, gently, moving along.
Coming each with a wish of good cheer...
Hope for the dawning new-year.
The wind ebbs and the flurries die,
But too soon another stirs up the sky.
Beyond the frosty trees and homes,
A threesome of jolly carolers roam.
I silently gaze at the wonder around,
Knowing that no greater is found.
It comforts the cold and tickles the air,
Snow gentle snow everywhere.
Then, as these soft moments do fold;
This heartwarming melody sings in the cold.
And, for the fear of it passing away,
Merry Christmas to all; have joy on this day!
EpistleDearest Autumn, jaded with rainEpistle by copper9lives
Wearily drearily forced to remain
I miss your September joie de vivre
Bright skirts flying, blue-eyed and naive
October leaves left, abandoned in flight
Your luminous palette is shaded toward night
I knit anamnesis to swaddle your haunts
From skeins of yearn, and bundles of want
Pensive and wistful, my traveling Muse
Wanderlust winging the cold avenues
Forethought and hindsight, alight in your eyes —
November acceptance has rendered you wise.
AloneAlone by Eagles-Rise
I sit and wait for you to be there
Sometimes I wonder if you even care?
I sit and I cry waiting for the end
All you do is sit there and pretend
That I'm not there and the depression
Isn't real; You lie to yourself
You lie to me; As I sit with my sorrow
And weep and weep; It's to hard to swallow
To hard to breathe
The hood is coming undone
Revealing the pain; revealing the scars
I sit and weep, I feel so alone
I feel like a pathetic waste,
Lost in a sea of lies
I feel like this depression
Will never die
Can somebody help?
Will anybody help me escape?
I'm begging now, just for a out
I scream your name, but your not there
Finally, I realize you don't care
I'm sorryI'm sorry by Eagles-Rise
I'm sorry that you hurt me
I'm sorry that I can't help but care
I'm sorry that I want to
No matter what be there.
I'm sorry for not being perfect,
I'm sorry that I'm a disappointment,
I'm sorry I'm not always joyful.
I'm sorry that I'm not better like you deserve
I'm sorry that inside I've died
I'm sorry that you now see
How much that I have cried.
I'm sorry I'm not good enough,
I'm sorry I let you down,
I'm sorry for my tears,
And I'm sorry for my fears.
I'm sorry that I'm human,
And I'm sorry that I care,
I'm sorry for not feeling like I can make you laugh,
I'm sorry for not being there.
I'm sorry for my flaws
I'm sorry for being me
I'm sorry for not hiding myself behind "the perfect guy"
I'm sorry for being the imperfection you love and see
I'm sorry that I'm not like him, I'm trying very hard to change it.
I'm sorry for being over protective,
And I'm sorry for being extremely jealous,
I'm sorry for forgetting things, and asking stupid questions.
I'm sorry that I can't comfort you a
Forward onto DeathForward onto Death by Eagles-Rise
Feel the coolness of death running
through my veins, wish it was all I felt
Pain clouds thinking, imprisoning me
in this freak show called life
Scream stuck forever in breathless lungs
Doesn't matter how I got here, or the why
What counts is I've fallen down the hole again
Doesn't matter how long I'm here, I won't get out
Everywhere I turn their eyes look through me
No longer know who I am, or where to turn
Rubbing fingers over raised ridges along
my skin, scarred mistakes that felt so right
Now in the darkness of my room I'm free
All I want to do is cut the pain out, let all
the hurt and madness pour out in a river
Wondering did I go to deep this time?
Feel the coolness of death running
through my veins, soothing me now
Numbness spreading, watching my
life slipping away unless I can stop
Yearning for the blade, don't know if I can stop
JawboneMy teeth were crumbling as I spokeJawbone by hockeymask
I could feel the roots falling out
I tried to pick them up
like shells on a beach
I could feel their loss
why had I betrayed myself ?
Why had I let myself down ?
The water was washing them away
and my jaw was empty
Putting away ImmaturitiesYou haunted me in the light,Putting away Immaturities by songbird0705
Your name sent so many emotions to my heart,
I've put away my immaturities,
Looking at what I didn't notice,
What I should've felt when I heard the news.
Tears of happiness stain my cheeks,
You've found that significant other to
make you feel again,
One to call beautiful and to be silly with,
One to comfort when times are rough,
There's a glow in your eyes,
A smile peaks at your lips,
And joy is expressed through the words you have written.
You wrote words that have touched my heart,
The care you showed me i'm thankful for,
I shouldn't have let my feelings get in the way
of my actions,
I'm dearly happy to see you happy and doing well.
Your FaultCrawling through the floorYour Fault by owen-sixes
Trusting you to keep me safe
I feel a pain in my head
Something red and warm runs down
Blurring my vision
A cry echoes from my lips
As this metal barb hangs from my skin
You drop your graphite pole
And rush over to check on me
But I don’t trust you now
You didn’t keep me safe
This blood shouldn’t be flowing
This is your fault
I already hate you
PranksterPranksterPrankster by Dandin-of-Redwall
Among my memories old and new,
The first of all, I gained with you,
Remember that day when I was two,
My innocent face I bid adieu?
Sitting content within my chair,
Pleased I was to watch and stare,
And just await my pretzels fair,
From the bowl you gave with care.
While munching on my salty snack,
I heard dear Mother's voice then smack,
Warning you to take it back,
Her green bowl that I might crack.
I listened when you said it's fine,
To take it back, you'd make me whine,
You said to leave me alone to dine,
That I'd break nothing I thought was mine.
Now I then I had to disagree,
Though little, I was smart you see,
So in my own baby glee,
I thought to make your senses be.
And though I couldn't really speak,
I made a grin from cheek to cheek,
I dumped my munchies with a squeak,
Then smashed the bowl with happy shriek.
I still remember how you gawked,
Your poor demeanor completely shocked,
And Mother tutted as she talked,
How you had been surely mocked.
From that day I plot and
HyperthymesticIt's like looking through a crystal ball,Hyperthymestic by AMWeitz
I can't get
knees to elbows
like a prehistoric carving
on flat pink jewel,
an old philosopher born anew,
thinking of nothing and
signifying everything —
senseless and parasitic
and beautiful was I,
all in midair.
I could never forget,
and it's not that I don't like baths;
I just always end up face down
trying to breathe in the warmth
I once knew
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