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[Lilly]

Going so Old School for this, but it's one of my favorites.


Sarah's Contemplation
by Elizabeth


A life spent in misery?
A life spent in a gilded cage?
I can not chose.

Tormented in spirit
and troubled in my heart
my restless soul's at war in my breast-
there is no peace for me.
Those golden days of my childhood
have abandoned me
to the harsh realities of the adult world,
its play of cruel conflicts.
Life doesn't have to be this way;
I remember feeling at peace with you.
Take me
once again into your arms.
Within the charmed ring,
the circle of your arms enfolding
me drawling me into you
forever, I will be at peace.

Jumping at shadows
living my life in doubt
uncertain of what lies ahead-
I'm anxious all the time.
When I was younger I went headfirst,
reckless, into danger.
Now that I've grown in my experiences
I have learned to dread.
Life doesn't have to be this way ;
I remember feeling safe with you.
Hold me close,
keep me sheltered from the world
With me held by your side,
the power of your will protecting
me, holding off sorrow
forever, I will fear nothing.

I live without my dreams
in a practical existence
of plain black and white
with no shades in between.
As a child my imagination
could take me anywhere.
Now it's gone, stranded me
in the physical world.
Life doesn't have to be this way;
I remember living out my dreams with you.
Resurrect my dreams
offer them anew.
Within your eternity,
the magic of your world consuming
me and keeping me child-like
forever, I will dream again.

Writhing in shame
embarrassed by what I've said
or things done so carelessly
I wish I could be free of their memory.
In the days of my daring youth
I never pondered consequences.
Now all grown up I have to consider
just what could happen next.
Life doesn't half to be this way;
I remember nothing with you.
Make me forget
take the memories from me.
With you always in my mind,
the oblivion of your thoughts engulfing
me sucking me under
forever, I will forget.

A life spent in misery?
A life spent in a gilded cage?
I can not chose.

All that's left for me is Death...

[Agent M]

Ok this isn't a poem but I suck at that anyways but here's a contest that got sent to my email:
The International Library of Poetry has just announced that over 1175
prizes, totaling $58,000.00, will be awarded in the International Open
Amateur Poetry Contest. The contest is open to everyone, and entry is
free.

Most of the prizes will go to new, unpublished poets who have never
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Just in case anyone felt like entering....

[Duncan]

Thank you for that insight agent m.............however i have3 already posted an anouncement for poetry.com at the beegining of this. YOUR message will probably get other people's attention more than my post wil......thank you!

P.S. still send in that poetry, it is wonderful!

[Melissa]

Ah well I am gonna stop posting My poetry 'cause everyones eles is better then Mine. OMG!!! It is soooo much better

[Zgirl]

My poetry sucks, I wrote a poem in school today about how evil Neopets is and how it takes over little siblings' minds. My teacher loved it but it was so stupid!

[calliope]

My poems are usually upbeat and whimsical, but they've been getting a bit strange lately. When I actually finish them, that is. They tend to start as a line or two then grow. I don't know if they're any good, but I try. Lissa, don't stop posting, I like them! I may be a complete amatuer and know next to nothing about this, but I think they're all really good. ^_^

Land of Peaceful Sleep
Where the willow tree sways
And the wind utters a whisper
Of a world beyond my gaze

An azure sky that glistens
Strewn with shards of crystal dream
A wingless flight through darkness
Where pools of moonlight gleam

And then the fleeting Zephyr
Lures the floats of cloud
Over restless seas of slumber
He hangs the misty shroud

Whips of being intertwine
To weave the tapestries of Time
And round the crescent moon it drapes
Enveloping Earth in all his capes

That one's pretty old...I have to go hunt down my notebook...

[Duncan]

oh interesting i love this...it is wonderful...biut i am shure you have more

AND ZGIRL STOP CHATTIN AND SHOW US THESE POEMS U HAVE WRITTEN

[Aurora]

Like I've said before, Poetry.com is like a huge scam. Everything is overpriced and they'll publish literally ANYTHING... I've been published by them, but it's an... empty victory. It doesn't mean anything.

I'm going to edit the second poem.... because the first draft usually sucks.

Standing on the edge
of everything
and nothing
of light and dark
of...
life and death
what would it feel like
to jump?
and know
you don't have to worry anymore
care anymore
cry anymore
in that last half-inch.
you can close your eyes
sigh
and say goodbye.

There's a little improvement... --''

Just somehting I was once thinking about...

It's raining
Time...
pauses.
Tired.
Life is a mad dash
from beginning to end
why do we live?
the foggy neon lights
of the city
Raining
that soft pitter patter of rain
on the roof overhead
cars honking
still trapped in their race
the sound is faded.
and for once...
no worries
no dreams
just quiet
contentment

[vegan_chick]

you pretend I'm not there
and I'm standing
right in front of you
and it hurts
I wait for you
to comfort my pains
and you don't
and it hurts
not my pains themselves
just knowing you don't care
anymore
and it hurts
I give you so much love
yet get none in return
not even an acknowledgement
and it hurts
I can't move on
knowing what used to be
how you used to be
how you loved me too
and it hurts
I can't let go
because I think
that maybe you'll come back
maybe you'll be like
you used to be
and it hurts

Not my greatest of work

[Duncan]

well well, dats more like it...poetry.com does seem kinda desperet...but hay.....BTW Aurora this is amessage for you! I am going on a tour in canada for the all american boys chorus and i am heading to Jasper and Bamff (Spell?) and amabey emington so mabey i could say hi!

[Luckdragon]

[Aurora]

hmm, Duncan, I'm all the way in Ontario, so nope... ^^

Luckdragon, sounds more like a song than poetry... ah well... ^^ My one friend writes great poetry in french... and it works really well because they're both love poems... one's negative, the other's positive... I go re-read the stuff he sent me now.

[Duncan]

mmmmmmmmmmmmmk

[calliope]

Your tarragon scorn--
the icy memory
of spiteful words
doused in vermilion regret
A day of violet wist,
longing,
confusion:
what holds us apart?
wild hopes
That maybe this time
your fiery pride
will fade into the night

Um, something's making me think tarragon is a spice used to make scorn. ^_^ Spices have fun names, and I love using colors. Luckdragon, what's the tune of your song?

poem catcher
dream catcher
catcher in the rye
writing down the words
as the world tumbles by.

I get the feeling a lot that the word is moving way too fast, and my journal is a patchwork of pieces of life. I'm the poem catcher, writing it all down. ^_^
Does anyone here od fictionpress?

[Zgirl]

I am so bored
I don't know why I'm writing

My heart is torn apart
And I know I can't keep fighting
So I have to put down a truce
And surrender my love to you
So I'm writing you this poem
To show you how I feel
And just to let you know
What you think is not real
See I live so far away
And that name is not my name
And those friends are not my friends
But how you make me feel
Is completely true
It is completely real
So it's hard to tell you this
But I really have to go
Back to the place
That I truly call home
And things won't be the same
So please just come with me
We'll live happily ever after
Just how we're supposed to be...

OKAY THAT WAS THE STUPIDEST THING I'VE PROBABLY EVER WRITTEN! SEE WHAT BEING BORED DOES TO YOU! IT MAKES ME WRITE LOVE POEMS!