Poetry Contest: Week 5-6
Theme: Acceptance
Length: No limit
Number of Entries Per Person: 1
Last Entry Date: 14 April 2008 (EST)

Notes:

(1). You cannot use an old piece and submit it. Everything needs to be new and original.

(2). Everyone who votes can vote for their three favorite poems (or if they only have one or two, they vote for that one or two) via the poll. At the end, the titles will be counted, and whoever has the most, second most, and third most votes will be first, second, and third place respectively.

(3). Lastly, all contestants please PM me your entries when you have finished them. If you find you wish to edit them later, you may send me the edited version after you have edited it, just do not spam my PM box.

If you have questions or comments on anything, post them in the Discussion Topic This thread is solely for hosting the participant's works and the eventual voting.

Voting Ends: 22 April 2008

Rules:

(1). You may not vote for your own.
(2). Vote for your favorite (1) poem.

Strike Brightly


Some vivid force ceased just now
We all harnessed the warmest blaze before it was smothered out
Stop constructing fences to perch yourself upon
Would you rather divide us all
Or act before this is dead and gone?

Avoid the archetype for that shot in the dark
Approach this with the brilliance cooperation can spark
Don't abandon this
There's a balance to be struck
There are things that won't see an end without you

This paradise isn't something we build for ourselves
It's a non-fiction struggle through the better hells
I want to see old smiles breaking through
Cast off this air of doubt and show them what empathy still can do

Don't bear the blame for all your weaknesses
Perfection's never tangible and it's void of any witnesses
When the last spire falls and the dust settles in
A tranquil combustion will escape us and clear the air again


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Unconditional Lust


Visualize this holy dream;
Reckon for our recompense;
Cast away these selfish worries;
Three days dead we are no doubt.

Entrapped, entwined; sorrow’s tale.
Consuming souls full of erstwhile vanity
Neglecting poverty, only uncovering somnambulists
Parading across my coasting dream.

Shattering these meetings;
Crush me down to dust;
Stampede now over our plea for help;
Four days lost.

Seeking my savior of mariners,
This lonely tale unwinding too slow;
Spinning, twirling, close to drop
Shrieking for a new lit path

Calculate your actions;
Safe virgin I won’t remain;
Trodden thoughts become impure;
This day found a regrettable end.

Re-sown fragments of ephemeral joy,
Renounced belief of hatred condemned,
Brought together again in sin through time,
Past redemption fall through slits

Your healed soul drinks from within me;
My tortured soul curses my name;
Combined now to create remorse;
One new life for you to play