This place is forever the same
And it is a place without blame.
I am here for a special reason
To visit only in this season.
I come to look for a certain name.
I find her much the same as before
Between us there is much lore.
I kneel down and look upon her.
I start to speak to my lover,
But words fail me at my core.
So I start to weep there,
As around my face falls my hair.
She offers no comfort to me,
While before she would with glee.
The wind blows in this nightmare.
I stand up and look back to that spot
And I remember so clearly the shot.
She was taken away from me for good;
Her bones no longer looking how they should.
So I leave her tombstone, my love for naught.
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Potw #2:
Theme: Negative Emotions Winner: Purple
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That depressed feeling of melancholy descends upon me.
I gaze upon the velvet rose which I see
In an allegorical sense it depicts my life.
Oh, the many ways it portrays my strife.
The beautiful petals, that alluring red.
like, in today's dystopia, the innumerous blood shed
every minute, hour and day though hidden
the secrets of the world; forbidden.
The sweet scent, equivalent to that dreamland.
that distant, allusive, unapproachable, unobtainable land.
I envy it, loathe it, hate it, from the bottom of my heart.
Just like life itself; tearing me apart
Finally the thorns, the source of agony,
pain, suffering, torture, woe and misery.
That fills my life.
Survival of the fittest, the weak are devoured.
Killed to become food for those empowered.
It's time for my departure, my fate draws nigh.
To be slaughtered; for a mere animal am I.
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Potw #3:
Theme: Pathetic Fallacy or Comedy Anime Winner: Avamo
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Her beauty is something i cannot compare,
to me whose fate is to stay in despair
I see her everyday but cannot find words,
to tell her i stay here,beneath her petals
the fate of a thorn is to live being hated,
yet i take pride in being her protector,
i vow to keep her beauty safe,
from hands who wish to destroy her grace
But today something happened, something i dreaded
its the fate of flowers , their payment for beauty,
their life is short,far shorter than mine
i saw her being broken, her beauty being scattered
enduring this pain is the life of a thorn,
to see the flowers bloom is our happiness,
this long life might be a curse for our brethren,
since our loved ones die and we are to witness.
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Potw #4:
Theme: Failure in love or Elegy Winner: Risuzu
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Breaking Point
Alone in her little world of love,
The girl knew nothing of the world above.
She thought of only how to help;
Rush to someone's aid if they let out a yelp.
She was as lovely as a dove.
That girl knew nothing of corruption
Or then of any kind of addiction.
That love which she showed to all,
Brought about many people’s fall.
Plans to make her their own, never coming to fruition.
As I walked through the wood,
I saw someone wearing a hood.
A man who could not show his face,
Ashamed of his fall from grace;
It is he who told me for the greater good...
"She doesn't care about anything;
But to help she's always trying.
Don't be lured in by her kindness,
'Lest your heart be consumed by darkness.
It seems she truly does enjoy you breaking."
"She will break everyone she meets."
He said describing her amazing feats.
I told him he was quite mad,
But the man said I was an ignorant lad.
"Like the rest, it's you she beats."
I left the man there alone;
"The lady could not be like a crone".
I went to her and she assured me;
I felt myself calmed and free.
But the man's warning was still in my bone...
"She doesn't care about anything;
But to help she's always trying.
Don't be lured in by her kindness,
'Lest your heart be consumed by darkness.
It seems she truly does enjoy you breaking."
The two of us laughed and played
For it was amazing what we had made.
I felt my attachment to her grow,
And she seemed in my eyes aglow.
So before her I had my heart laid.
She looked at me and a smile grew,
It was then that his words rang true.
"I'm sorry, but I don't feel that way for you."
The feeling in me shattered that she did imbue.
That man, how was it that he knew...
"She doesn't care about anything;
But to help she's always trying.
Don't be lured in by her kindness.
'Lest your heart be consumed by darkness.
It seems she truly does enjoy you breaking."
I went back to the wood once healed.
That man was there still now unveiled;
As I looked into his face it all made sense;
How could I have had such blindness?
The tears fell as I went into a kneel.
"You didn't even trust your own voice?"
It seemed he did not want to rejoice...
But he told me all would be alright
For eventually there would be a true light.
I remembered when the times came, his words of choice...
"She doesn't care about anything;
But to help she's always trying.
Don't be lured in by her kindness,
'Lest your heart be consumed by darkness.
It seems she truly does enjoy you breaking."
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Potw #5:
Theme: Freestyle Winner: Yellow
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Suicidal Love.
Gots rainy eyes,
so lonely she
Her raindrops kiss
her rosy cheeks.
She tries to hide it,
yet all could see,
she's caged in life;
never free
She reached and grabbed;
desperately
to whatever's there.
whatever's seen,
A sharp point blade,
which now she holds
thrusted in the heart.
Deep it goes;
Then blood emerge.
Like a blooming rose;
A never-ending
petal flow.
Then thoughts flick back,
act solely mental.
Caused by painful truths,
we've drawn and stenciled.
As she points the blade,
that brings great concern,
She lets it drop,
since hope still yearns.
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Potw #6:
Theme: Freestyle Winner: WsE
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I am a moderator of this forum
Moderating is my life, and banning my lulz
I have banned over a thousand advertising pricks
Seen many lacking introductions
And just as many fags
Have withstood whine to ban many trolls
Yet there'll always be more
So as I fap,
Unlimited Moderator Works
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Potw #7:
Theme: Freestyle Winner: evereternal7
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5 AM
Sitting here sensing the chilly floor
I feel the icy air embracing me
Looking blankly at the screen in front
My hands feel cold
I reach for my cup of hot chocolate
A burning sensation enters my fingers
The sweet steamy smell I inhale
My throat feels warm
I reach for the keyboard and start typing
My eyes barely making out the text
I notice WsE voiding my thread
I want to rage
I feel fatigue throughout my body
My brain starts abandoning me
My will to stay awake starts fading
I go to bed
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Potw #8:
Theme: War and Peace Winner: gundestiny
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Trials of Time
Burdened by the trials of time,
Can anyone even hear that chime?
It was the howl of the night,
Due to cries of the plight.
As a bullet soars through the midnight sky,
It carries a sinful word called Die.
I persist, ‘We don’t have to fight!’,
But some men are corrupt with fright.
‘Can I kill what I cannot forget?’
It’s that saying that makes me fret.
But alls what it took was a single bullet,
To end his life which he lived to the fullest.
Brethren pitted against in our prime,
And I am still burdened by the trails of time.
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