Poetry Contest
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Thread Topic: Poetry Contest
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I need Lii 2 or 3 judges. I'm entering the contest. I'm not being a judge. Okay. So just put what type of poem it is Name Age (if you want) and then post it. It ends Tommrow @ 12pm. Have fun.
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I'll judge I suppose. :3
Although it's a contest and needs judges, I don't think art can be judged. So I'll try to provide assistance of improvement. -
I will enter :)
name: ember
age: 15
I will post it really soon -
well for a cat,ill judge also
Silver: im going to enter! Name:Silver,Poem:Soon,let me find one. -
When I Look Into Tommrow,
My Heart Fills With Sorrow,
As You Will Be Gone,
Faster
Quicker
Than A Cheetah.
You Loved Me Yesterday,
You Liked Me Today,
But What About Tommrow?
I Will Know When You Are Gone Because
The Sun Will Stop Shining.
The Birds Will Not Chirp.
Penut Butter Wont Go With Jelly.
Now Love Me Tommrow,
Don't Make Me Face Sorrow
And Come Back One Day. -
Name: Zane
Age: 17
Poem: A Poem lol -
Silver:
i am buried
under lies
under hate
under grief
i yearn to reach and grab
to grab truth
to grab love
to grab joy
but as i am bruied more comes on
it comes on yet i do not forget
i do not forget all the smiles
i do not forget all the laughter
i do not forget the light i used to love
as i rememeber i thrive
as i thrive i am still alive
as i am still alive i am full of life
as i am full of life i will never die -
That's awesome Silver.
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Mari wants to know whether she can use one she's already written. =e.e=
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Yeah @ cheshire
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Wonderful. Cheshire will tell her.
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Okay @Cheshire
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Thank you, Cheshire~
Name: Maru
Age: 15
Type of entry: A poem~
Ten Thousand Miles Tall
Binding me with seals and chains.
Are we in such sorrow now?
Dear ones, we used to be so free.
Now it's lost, never to be found.
I'd like to say we can break away,
but honestly, I don't think we can.
Because even those of us who ran the fastest,
are unable now to stand.
I hate to think we're giving up,
But it comes across that way.
And when our canvas has been robbed of hope,
all shades here shift to gray.
I don't want to be torn apart,
by this dulling mural of our lives.
But everything is falling away,
and I won't be able to save it before it dies.
I'm not asking for a miracle!
I'm not praying to be saved!
I just need something- anything.
To show me it's okay.
To tell me we can stand again,
so I can tell them all.
And we can stand together.
Ten thousand miles tall. -
Yeah. =e.e=
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Wow thats a great poem,i give it a nine
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