the writing contest
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Thread Topic: the writing contest
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it could be a poem or a short story, we could see who wins ( we will see how good it is and if there is any mistake and see how many people like it ) if not enough people do this, it is CANCELED
AND I AM NOT JOINING -
This is a poem I wrote.
They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less
Of sound than of words,
In lands where bright blossoms are scentless,
And songless bright birds;
Where, with fire and fierce drought on her tresses,
Insatiable Summer oppresses
Sere woodlands and sad wildernesses,
And faint flocks and herds.
Where in drieariest days, when all dews end,
And all winds are warm,
Wild Winter's large floodgates are loosen'd,
And floods, freed by storm;
From broken-up fountain heads, dash on
Dry deserts with long pent up passion--
Here rhyme was first framed without fashion,
Song shaped without form.
Whence gather'd?--The locust's glad chirrup
May furnish a stave;
The ring os rowel and stirrup,
The wash of a wave.
The chauntof a marsh frog in rushes
That chimes through the pauses and hushes
Of nightfall, the torrent that gushes,
The tempests that rave.
In the deep'ning of dawn, when it dapples
The dusk of the sky,
With streaks like the redd'ning of apples,
The ripening of rye.
To eastward, when cluster by cluster,
Dim stars and dull planets, that muster,
Wax wan in a world of white lustre
That spreads far and high.
In the gathering of night gloom o'er head, in
The still silent change,
All fire-flush'd when forest trees redden
On slopes of the range.
When the gnarl'd knotted trunks Eucalyptian
Seemed carved like weird columns Egyptian
With curious device--quaint inscription,
And heiroglyph strange.
In the Spring, when the wattle gold trembles
'Twixt shadow and shine,
When each dew-laden air draught resembles
A long draught of wine;
When the skyline's blue burnished resistance
Makes deeper the dreamiest distance,
Some song in all hearts hath existence,--
Such songs have been mine. -
...I would put something but I don't know what.
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I only write dark things. I don't wanna scare anyone into thinking I'm evil. I try not to write dark stuff on here.
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RITS, it doesn't matter what theme it is, we need judges!!!
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I'll help.
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Dark here
"You...you ass! You can't leave me here!" A girl with long blonde hair was reduced to tears, standing next to a silver car. Her hair was moving in the wind hard. However, the man in the car could see the tears as clear as day. He glanced at her, his face hidden by shadows. "You lied to me. To the kids. Of course I'm taking them. We're leaving you, you crazy bitch." he growled. His amber eyes glowed in the dark of the car. The girl continued to cry in choked sobs, falling to her knees. The man started the car and drove off. -
RITS, you are now a judge, I am too
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X is looking at kuro's giant wall of amazing text X
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I'll write something up in a moment. Hold on.
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XD
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TheOnlyOne NewbieI stood by Connor, laughing as the colorful lights hit the dance floor. Connor had talked me into going to the dance and now made me laugh. I looked at him as a slow song played.
"I don't know how to dance..." he said, knowing what I wanted to ask him.
"I'll teach you." I said.
I pulled him to the floor and led him in a waltz.
"The men are supposed to lead." he told me, raising his eyebrow.
I laughed. We danced for an hour until he finally put his hands on my hips. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Our lips touched lightly. Then, he clutched my back as I put my hands in his hair and our tongues met.
After the dance, I pulled him behind the school. He pushed me against the wall. I kissed him with a wet touch as my knife plunged into his back. -
TheOnlyOne: What happened next!? :O
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O. o that is a rather strange ending XcoughXalsoabitviolentXcoughX but still good
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TheOnlyOne NewbieFine, I'll finish.
Connor cried out and fell against me. I pulled my knife out and kicked him to the ground.
"Why..." he said in a harsh whisper.
"I felt like it. Your dad owes my dad money." I smiled.
"That has nothing to do with....I thought....oh. I....see...." he sputtered.
I smiled as a figure approached me. I collected my money as I glanced at the corpse behind me.
"Au revoir!"
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