Open Category – Please help to vote a winner!
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This thread will be opened from 3/5/06 – 24/5/06
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Dear fellow poets and friends, it is time to vote.
In the Open Category you will get to vote for your favourite poems.
The poem with the most votes will be the winner for this category.
Just a few simple rules
1. Viewers and participants are allowed 2 votes each. However, you are only allowed to give 1 vote per poem, i.e. your 2 votes must be given to two different poems.
2. Participants can vote for fellow participantsÂ’ entries but not their own.
3. Although not encouraged, you can also choose to pm me your votes.
There will only be one winner in this category, and this thread will be closed on 24 May 2006, Wednesday.
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Votes shown here include those received via PM, my blog, and my email.
#001 : 5
#002 : 8
#003 : 10
#004 : 5
#005 : 3
#006 : 3
#007 : 8
#008 : 3
#009 : 10
#010 : 11
#011 : 4
Total Votes : 70
Updated on : 20/05/06 1:11 am
Voting will be closed on 24/05/06, 12 midnight. -
Authors of participating poems maintain ownership and copyright of the material
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POEM #001: A Precious Moment
Taken from Internet
A Precious Moment
The moment arrives,
a sadness forgotten....
The sins being revised,
the thoughts have awakened...
Through the company of grave,
wings that have been deprived....
Through the shatters of dreams,
a day which has been denied... -
POEM #002 : Stone Destiny
Taken from Internet
Stone Destiny
Here am I...
Under the sea of atrocity
Surrounded by dark braziers
Trapped in despair
Evil's omnipotence
Summoning abominable calamity
Took the lifestreams
Of my beloved family
The messenger of fiend
Depravity of an angel
Mercilessly assassinated
Eviscerated my devotion
Droplets of crimson
Pool of blood
Pure pearl plunges
Down my cheek
Standing in front
A huge tombstone
Sepulchral dirge
Cleaving my heart
Stop!
Stop... No more...
This excruciating pain
Too unbearable
Enough...
Spare me...
Let me go...
From this sphere of darkness
Sitting there,
Crying, alienated
40 days and 40 nights
Until I am petrified
Into a stone statue
"The grief-stricken maiden" -
POEM #003 : Why I Want To Fly
Taken from Internet
Why I Want To Fly
If i have wings, I would fly
to a land beyond the rainbow
where the Scarecrow seeks a brain
where the Tin Man longs for a heart
If i have wings, I would fly
along the Yellow Brick Road
to defeat the Wicked Witch
to earn my heart's desire
If i have wings, I would fly
back to the good old days
when Oz-like stories were told
when Mum tucks me in to bed -
POEM #004 : Catching Up
Contributed by Bluesky_Liz
Catching Up
So it turns out that you're
Seeing him and Joyce and Yit are
Together
And this isn't supposed to be news anymore -
Or so you say.
Watching our shadows stretch
Over the rock face
I remember that it is you who instigated this
Meet-up. This Gathering.
To commemorate? To celebrate?
But what to - three years of
Friends Forever?
A stranger trails from behind
Not a tourist but a man who walks
Like he owns the mountain the same way
He owns his camera -
I can see from his smile he's reuniting
With the mountain
But not in the same way
Friends (Forever) reunite
He knows something I don't
And in the brief moments
You smile back at him and Joyce
holds on tighter to Yit's hand
I would rather I got to know this mountain instead. -
POEM #005 : Rejection
Contributed by Bluesky_Liz
Rejection
As if her casual touch
Is as deadly as her tainted blood.
Daggered stares keep
.............................her at bay. Even her
Shadow weeps
.............................alone. -
POEM #006 : Memorable Scenery
Contributed by Bluesky_Liz
Memorable Scenery
The sun shines brightly
Athwart the neverending firmament
Piercing even the densest forest
The allmighty burnished sun
Shines like a coruscating gem
As the time flows
Thick clouds agglomerate
Lovely evening is coming
The sky wears a cummerbund rainbow
Seen as an adorable tapestry
Relaxing...
Gazing at the beautiful sky
Seeing the last remnants of azure blue
The sky is brushed with golden hue
Slowly dims into a velvet oblivion
As night falls
The moon waxes and wanes
Illuminating the dark sky
Accompanied by scintillating stars
Sending a soft glow
Radiating like a halo
Enjoying the night breeze
The cosy ambience
With a cup of ambrosial, piping hot soup
On my right hand
I am enamoured
By the beauty of this place
God's omnipotence
Has created such a wonderful scenery
When the sky
Wears the moon as its pendant
I shall be at the quay
Waiting for a luxurious ship
To take me home
Back to my own country
May I be able to witness
That panorama once again?
All these memories
Will be etched forever
On my memory
I hope...
I can get another bite of cherry
To visit that Arcadia once again -
POEM #007 : Have You Seen My Shoes?
Contributed by LazerLordz
Have You Seen My Shoes?
Have you seen my shoes, my friend?
I swear! I left them here!
Modern black with flashy whites
Stylish - I am sure they were
Why are they not on my feet, my friend?
This is a good question you ask
You see, the weather was hot
and my feet sweats a lot
And one, really doesn't feel I should put to task
our friendship if I have to walk around
your house with my odourous feet
So i decided to air
my two unwholesome pair
Which was quite a backbreaking feat
I tried to scrub a bit between the toes
Did I mention there was a whole lot of grime?
and some unindentified species of moss?
Come on, being a little dirty is not a crime!
Oh there were specks of little creatures too
From my shoes they fell
About a hundred of them - kind of cute they were
But harmless - one could tell
Allow me to confess though, my friend
The emanation was an abomination
If I wax lyrical - the smell was almost physical
and rather Alive - as if it has awaken
and taken on a life of its own
kind of a volatile, hostile tang it had
One could almost taste the stench
It was really quite so bad
Are you feeling alright, my friend?
Why have you turned so white?
Stop stuttering and stammering
and start worrying about my plight
What did you say? Shoes? Walking past?
Without feet attached you say?
You are making me more than a little frustrated
If you continue this jesting play
What did you mean, from just behind me
my shoes have walked away?
by themselves down the lane
in the bright light of the day?
Enough! If you do not wish to help
Just be honest and say so
Wipe that horrified look off your face
And speedily I would go
Hey! I have not finished yet
Where are you going so hastily?
What? Run? In what, my friend?
My feet are naked you can see!
Ah! What is this! My Shoes!
I must have missed it, though I swear
it is really kind of a little curious
for I remember ... looking there... -
POEM #008 : Why WonÂ’t They Come?
Contributed by LazerLordz
Why WonÂ’t They Come?
For them, we gladly imitate animals
like those in corporate zoo.
Here a mindless monkey leaping
desperately, trapped in a urban cage.
There a grumpy duck stuck
between frozen lake and uncertain sky.
But why wonÂ’t they come?
If they want, we can even be more outrage,
just try us. Watch me pee
right here, right now,
the world is my private loo.
Perhaps now we have their full attentions?
Are we not expressive enough?
But still why wonÂ’t they come?
Maybe they are ashamed
of how others may perceive them.
Or maybe theyÂ’ve chosen
to be temporary blind.
They do have a choice you know.
But wait! An audience – a child,
Sitting alone at the edge of reason.
Watching her, we held our breath
as if the purpose of our existence depends
solely on this little girl.
She yawns. -
POEM #009 : Oblivion
Contributed by LazerLordz
Oblivion
He sits on a seat
not meant for him,
he tilts his head
and rests.
The world goes by
without his noticing,
and oblivion becomes
his name.
Not only is oblivion
his name now, but his
being, his nature and
his soul.
A temporary respite
for the tired man,
oblivion visited
and claimed.
But when oblivion
leaves the man, he
looks around him
and sees
A world going by
without noticing him,
oblivion already theirs
as claimed. -
POEM #010 : Twilight
Contributed by LazerLordz
Twilight
This much i know
the streets of the city
............ the alleys, the lanes
Once life was kinder.
this old trishaw and me
fetching
tai tais to markets
........ to mahjong games,
chatting
the cabaret girls
........ hear their sad stories.
Now there is not much to do
kill my time
under a shade
roll a cigarette
sometimes an
occasional tourist
..... takes my photo
..........gives me
..........some loose change
how long can these
tar-stained lungs
.......... arthritistic limbs
................. take me?
the city will not defeat me
only death will
then the bureaucrats
........ have to bury me
This much they owe. -
POEM #011 : The Road of Love – Endless
Contributed by LazerLordz
The Road of Love – Endless
The year it was twenty forty-five,
There lived a man sitting by the river for twenty years of his life.
Looking at the river that was so tranquil,
One could never imagine how he actually feels.
The year it was twenty zero-two,
The man was then a seventeen year old fool.
His eyes caught sight of a beautiful lady,
And he felt lucky he would be seeing her daily.
He used to think only fools fall in love,
For fools fall deep without seeing whatÂ’s above.
But when he saw the lady he instantly knew why,
For love and Juliet Romeo would die.
Twenty zero-five and itÂ’s graduation day,
The man and the lady would go separate ways.
His three years were up and he resigned to fate,
But still he wasnÂ’t willing to give up the wait.
Ten years twenty years quickly flew by,
Each night the man would softly cry.
He ought to have given up on her by now,
But his heart refuses to no matter how.
Forty-three years on he is now an old man.
Living alone on a faraway land.
The last time I saw him he was seen,
Telling a great story of the most wonderful girl he met when he was seventeen. -
Dear friends,
It is time to vote for your favourite poems! Remember you have two votes each!
Thanks! -
Really good this time. It's not going to be easy to choose...
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For a start Poem 10 has my first vote!
As for my second vote, l have not decided yet.
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Poem 10 has my vote too
I kinda like poem 2 too but didn't like the it towards the end -
one question...
LaserLordz contribute the pics or the poems? -
i dunno how to appreciate peoms, i vote based on pictures can?
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my votes go to 2 and 9
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Thanks for voting InnoHippo!Originally posted by InnoHippo:my votes go to 2 and 9 -
Thanks for voting elindra!Originally posted by elindra:Poem 10 has my vote too
I kinda like poem 2 too but didn't like the it towards the end
Do take your time for your second vote but must not wait until after the closing date okay.
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i vote POEM #003 : Why I Want To Fly
hw i wish i can ... -
Not the poems, only the photos.Originally posted by alexkusu:one question...
LaserLordz contribute the pics or the poems? -
Cannot lah.Originally posted by hisoka:i dunno how to appreciate peoms, i vote based on pictures can?
Ask yourself which two poems "touch" you lor. -
#10 and #2 for me.