LITERARY CONTEST2012

Cast your vote for your favorite literary piece!

#1My love is like an

Ocean it goes down soDeep my love is like aRose whose beauty you

Want to keep my love is Like a river they will

Never end my love is likeA dove with a beautiful

Message to send my loveIs like a song that

Goes on and on for everEven though you use it

My love is still unconditional

#2(Continued on next slide)

The silent man, screaming loud until his voice but ever silentThose around him laugh and play, content in their merry livesThey say problems of their own are plentiful but to him they are pitifulThe pros outweigh the cons in so many ways he laughs at them, mockingly anduproariously like he’s watching a Shakespearean comedy For though they are problematic his is far worse for that which he loves and cherishes theMost is the bane of his feeble existenceAnd feeble yes it is, like gossamer string in the midst of a typhoonThe touch he wants above all else is acid to his soul, the sights that he wishes to see, anHonest loving smile, a loved one’s visage after many a hardship, is nothing more than saltIn the open wound he calls his heart, his soulA true masochist of the highest order he is, ever searching for what cannot be found,Loving what slays him time and again for he is the great Hydra but what he fights isHerculean in its strengthHe is the defunct of his own race of the living dead men, and Abomination not fit even forThe blackest pits of Tartarus

#2 ContinuedFor he is the creation of man wholly and truly and through they reject and despise he is theProdigal son returnedAnd just like those that created him he learned to hate and despise as the others aroundHim, excelling at it to where he is more like man than man himself but because of this heIs a monster, The Unforgiven, The Forlorn, Forever AloneAnd they are him But unlike them he accepts himself more so than the next man or the Next man.He longs for love but knows that cannot be done for man cannot love its true essence ofMan for they do not accept itThey hide and lie but he knows the truth, the truth of their indiscretions and of theirRighteousness and woe is he for he feels the pain, so much pain of the undying death thatHe searches as well for the true death, walking the razor’s edge wishing to slip and passAway, his bones nutrients for lesser yet greater beings than himself and his mind, theMelodious cacophony, the chaotic harmony, the anarchic symphony that has plagued himSince his concievement shall know the sweet sound of silence, not the deafening silenceHe hears inside the minds of those around him but the sweet silence of a soft night whenEverything has been said and everything done and all that’s left is the embrace of The Reaper, the first and only true embrace that he shall ever know….

#3More than 10 Reasons

Beautiful as a roseHot summer’s day

Rich on loveTop billion air paid

Sweet as a peachTop tree chosen

Sweeter than honeyNot worth losing

Apple of my eye

Need glasses to seeStung by love

Straight bumble bee

Wonder of loveCupid’s arrowBlinded by youStevie Wonder

Driven by your love for me

Too fast too furiousWe in the lead

Never rear mirror us

Go to the end of the world for youLook over the edgeOver the moon or

Under my bed

I will loveYou

As far as theEye can see

#4The World Talks

All your lies you tell

They’re unnecessary becauseI don’t care

Your lies is like

Snow when it falls,You’re covered in it

Always having something to say

But you can’t say it toMy face

You’re so judgmental

I don’t careWrite it down with paper and a pencil

Making fun of the way I walk

I don’t call because I knowThe World Talks

If my mother taught me one thing

It’s to never changeAnd to always be me

Because no matter what you do

No how much you tryThe World will Talk

#5 What Love Is

Love is the doorTrust is the key

I’m glad you’re in this with me

Our relationship are the shoesAnd my love for you

Is the glue

That feeling of emptinessWhen you’re gone

I hate that feeling of being alone

Your shirt is your loveYou wear your heart on your sleeves

I’m glad you share them with me

Love is what love doesA pair

As two white doves

Glad I have the Knowledge to know

What love is

#6Tears Being Shed

Lives taken from loved ones

Nothing much to do butCry

Tears being shed

For the lives we wish were still by our sideThey risked their lives for red, white, and pride

Celebrating the people who have served

Describing you in one wordVeteran

Tears being shed

When we get that one knockAt the door

Knowing that you risked your life for me

All I can do is celebrate ourVictory

Tears being shed

When you came home with less than you hadBut not one day you’re sad

I can’t help but cry

When I see your smileBecause I know what you’ve done

Tears Being Shed

Of red, white, and Pride

#7The Fear of Being Loved

The fear of having my heart broken

Multiple words left unspokenThe fear of being loved

Our relationship ends

Then we’re just friendsThat isn’t enough

I let you in but you shut me out

Fearing you don’t believe the words thatCome out my mouth

The fear of being loved by you

Makes my heart skip a beatMakes me be lifted off my feet

Telling me it’s ok when it’s not

Remembering all the times we’ve foughtI love you not a little but a lot

Moving on and not looking backIt isn’t that way not looking back

Some of our best love is in the past

I haveThe fear of being loved and not

Being loved by you

#8In the Life of a Woman

Twenty minutes of creation

Nine months of laborIn the life of a woman

Nurturing the world like she’s ours

Taking care of menEvery day and every hour

Shaping the Earth with our intelligence

Washing it cleanAs if our delicates

Making the world a better place

For every womanOf every color and every race

Given the chance

To prove the world Isn’t run by man

The world is a Beautiful place

In the eyes of a woman

The gift of giving lifeOn this earth as a wifeIn the life of a woman

#9Our First

Our first time holding hands

Our first kissOur first everythingI would hate to miss

The first time I heard you sleepThe first time I made you smile

They all meanSo much to me

Our first ChristmasI will never forget

Waking up to you every morningIs my one true Christmas wish

Our first argument

To our first make upFrom our first I love youTo our very first break up

No matter what

I loved it allIt’s worth all my heart

And I will give it to you, all

Our first everythingI cherish everydayYou are all I need

On this 25th Christmas Day

#10NEW IMAGE

WHAT ARE YOU MAD AT ME FOR,YOU MAD BECAUSE I DON’T SMOKE REEFA,

OR IS IT BECAUSE I HAVE GOALS AND I DON’T WANT TO HANG AROUND THE SAME PEOPLE,THIS IS MY NEW IMAGE BETTER YET THE NEW ME

YOU THOUGHT I WOULDN’T CHANGE I GUESS YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW ME,BUT REALLY YOU DON’T BECAUSE I’VE GROWED UP,

I’M KICKING DOORS DOWN THAT WASN’T OPEN BECAUSE THEY WAS BOWED UP,ALL THAT NONSENSE HAVE CAME TO A CEASE,

YOU CALLING ME OUT MY NAME BECAUSE I GAVE MY LIFE TO G.O.D,MAN PLEASE! NAWW I AINT BEGGING YOU,

I’M JUST TRYING TO TELL YOU TO DO SOME THAT’S GOING TO BENEFIT YOU AND SUCCEED,DO SOME THAT’S SUCCESSFUL AND THAT’S GOING BE HELPFUL,

INSTEAD OF CRITICISING ME YOU DEVIL!THIS IS MY NEW IMAGE,

MY NEW IMAGE ISN’T TO FOLLOW BUT TO TAKE A CHANCE TO LEAD,TO DRESS RIGHT AND PULL UP MY PANTS FROM MY KNEES,

NOT TO HOLD MY BREATH BUT TO RELAX AND BREATHE,INSTEAD OF PRACTICING WAR, I’M GOING TO PRACTICE PEACE,

TO SEEK GOD AND PUT NO ONE ABOVE HIM,AND STOP TALKING BOUT WHAT HE HAVEN’T DONE BUT TO LOVE HIM

THIS IS MY NEW IMAGE.

#11Chaotic Cacophony in a coffin of the mind

Bringing blasting silence, suffering agony of asinine assholesIn a strait jacket of morals and ethics, I need the

Key of insanity to break these bonds to which others Willfully cling to. This hierarchy of hypocrisy, hatingHell and the heathens which they hang, and hang

They have. Over 2,000 years of holy slaughtersFor in praise of a thought, of an idea so strong

That it can move nations.When the behemoth sways 10 mice are

Crushed, When Leviathan wakes the world ends inAnarchy, seas swallowed whole in one breath, the

Breadth of the beast’s breast so wide it eclipses the sun.The sun so hot it sears the seers’ eyes. It’s

Sustenance is the lost souls of those its powerHas claimed.

The power of Poseidon cannot defeat thePrincess that has become a witch which turns

The women into whores, whores whining for wineWhich drowns the woes of those so-called

Women turned into whores for man.Man who has mangled this magnificent manger

Where they were born.Man who masturbated in its own manure

And calls it a masterpiece of man’s making.

#12Shattered Mind

In this mind this calamity

Upheaves, this mental unrest.The mind frothing at the seams, workedInto a maniacal frenzy like packs of rabid

Wolves howling for inaction, ripping and tearing atThe chains of abstinence and piety

The dove of reason, its wings weakening fromThe ever increasing weight of the emotion called

Love falling from the sky like so much blood,Breaking the bonds of logic we call bones,Plummeting the dove into the madhouseOf the mind, getting trampled and torn

To ribbons by the hounds of war and rage

Their bodies whirling into a tempest thatIs unceasing and unmerciful, Rhyme

And reason obliterated with extreme prejudiceThe remains left to be devoured by that

Unceasing, amorphous being called the Calamity.All before it lie ruin and behind it naught but

Carnage, bloody fucking carnage!Sanity is lost, Hope lies in a pool of blood

And excrement, a victim like allThe rest, its bones being devoured by the ravenous

Predators of the skyThe vessel finally reveals the hurricane of

Magnificently epic proportions hidden in its mind.The body, broken and battered, destroyed by the very forces that created it

Anarchy hath prevailed above allAll that is left is the cold embrace

Of the ReaperThe only peace this mind can know

From here on.