Kissing

Kisses never disappear
When you close your eyes
They melt on your lips
Glowing inside you
Blowing aside you
A Kiss has no shape
No shadow
Just a single word
Designing a double action
For one piece of truth
Love!

Unending kisses keep
The body warm for
Next time
Surprising kisses
Drown you faster than rain
And if by mistake you lose
A precious one
Lick your lips
It will come back sweeter than ever
As a fresh winter
Seducing windows

Kissing someone at the deepest
Deep can be
With mind on breath
Softness on silence
Enough to erase
Darkness in a soul
Enough to heal regrets
Tearing desire to live
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Anderson Dovilas.

 

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Mama’s Heartbeat

My Mama’s heart it beat for me,
since long before we met.
Anyone could plainly see,
such love-I won’t forget.

Depression plagued her mind and soul,
some said she just was lazy.
She hurt-she cried-pain took it’s toll,
but no—she was not crazy.

They took her children from her care,
her heart it beat with pain.
Each day she woke, she could not bear,
to deal with life again.

Expected to “move on” they said,
“you’re better off alone”!
One day we’ll find that you are dead,
your memory quickly gone.

She saw her babies off and on,
they asked where Mama went?
The longer that they had been gone,
the fewer cards they sent.

As time went by, she started drinking,
just to ease the pain.
But even though it numbed her thinking,
her heart it beat again.

And with each heartbeat, and each breath,
became a little slower.
Until one day, along came death,
my Mama’s life was over.

Whoever said that you could not
die of a broken heart?
My Mama’s heart, it hurt a lot,
a victim from the start.

They punished her for being ill,
they wouldn’t understand!
But Mama’s heartbeat, yet and still,
was in her Father’s hand.
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Catherine Cook.

 

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Last Goodbye

Tear drop waterfalls stream down my face,
clear drops smeared on my cheeks that chase, each
other a stream that gently grieves,
like the whispering winds,
and the dancing leaves.

I walk, the path gleams and
the cars seems to breath,
The street lamps beam down on me
as his face leaves me,
I walk round the footprints of distant memory,
Down a path that shines like diamonds,
a street I must not leave.

Anxiety fills me like a sinking ship,
my legs tremble and weaken as your back turns,
holding my breath upon nothingness I cry,
beneath the waterfall I kiss you goodbye.
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Suzanne Smithies.

 

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Castles

I build castles in the air,
But when dawn breaks
My dreams are scattered with the sun’s rays,
And the fortress has fallen.
Yet with day there comes night:
A chance to rebuild the walls
And mark the highest turret with my name.
So are my castles in the air;
But dawn breaks again,
My dreams are scattered with the sun’s rays,
And the fortress has fallen.
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Katherine Parker.

 

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Message

I don’t know how heavy all your baggage is,
But I know that I am strong.
Even though it has expanded like a sponge when wet
I have learned to fit mine all into this bottle.
There will always be enough room for the two of us.

I had always tried to follow the light in a cave.
But I knew I could find you only if I went up river.
Pennies sink, but honest-rail-splitting Abe knows that wood always floats,
My massive construct over your pocketable tokens.
We watched your wishes sink as they watched us sail past.

You let the water carry us as I tried to pave our way out.
Sailing downstream too fast or flying too close to the sun
Inventions are never as indestructible as people are violent.
The thirsty gasp for water as the drowning choke for air
And nothing in the world could have anchored me like you.

I don’t know if I will have a quick death or a long survival
All I can be sure of is that you will need my saving.
With your arms full of your past you made me forget my future.
So I let my bottled message float to a different kind of shore
And prayed you had wished that our perseverance would be sure.
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Macy Griffin.

 

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Don’t Judge Me

Life hasn’t been exactly fair,
when you’re different, people tend to stare.

So misunderstood and not given a fair shake,
your outer appearance elicits cruel judgment which is difficult to take.

To this world I have so much to give,
I am a spirited, kind heart-ed, intelligent person who just want to live.

Don’t be so quick to step on my pride,
in an effort to elevate yourself and disguise the insecurity inside.

Those who judge others are weak and afraid,
they feel the need to project feelings that are hidden in shade.

Except and honor who you see,
embrace…, but don’t judge me!
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Anita Williams.

 

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Betrayal Hurt And Lies

Betrayal, Hurt, Lies
Your betrayal hurt when I needed you in the time of need,
They say looks are deceiving; well your look did deceive,
Your lies were hurtful but I got the last laugh,
You think you’re hurting me, please, you’re in my past
Your lies cut deep wounds like a butcher knife,
Hurts worst in my trials and tribulation when I needed you in my life,
Your heart it hurt but God will judge,
I refuse to do so; I’ll just leave it to the man above
While you laughed I cried now it vice versa,
You thought I was sick but look who’s looking for a cure,
You turned your back and hurt me with words,
And thought you could take my life, you got the nerves,
My will to say is you had the laugh once upon a time,
Something you should know the future is mine, …
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Jasminn Dow.

 

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