Poem Contest

Social Darwinism of Modern Times
A Rant Poem
-Itasuku Nioto

Well then.
Let's begin

There are the jocks

Kings and Queens of the school
Popular for what reason?
Who the hell knows...
But they're sweaty, disgusting, and most of the time...
Mentally challenged ways
Always amuses me whenever they walk by and call me a dike or gay or whatever word seems to please them that day.
And as mad as it makes me.
I laugh and laugh because they only feel powerful in numbers
And when you corner them one day in the hall
And you grab them by their shirts
They always seem to tremble.

They are the lions.

Then there are the Preps

Oh ho ho
Look at me
Bouncin' around the whole damn school
With a bleached smile and a pressed skirt
Gotta go catch my advanced math class before the bell rings.
Think I'm the best
Because I'm so involved.
It's too bad that
By the time they turn 19
They just cracked under the stress of it all.
And eventually show up with a gun
And just go
Fucking
Nuts...

These are the bees.

Woo for Ultra-nerds.

What would we do without them?
There's at least one in every school.
Always caught up with the lamest shows on the planet.
Flashing their 14 dollar braces they bought at the rent a dentist
Strutting their newly made polyester fashions.
And as much as we laugh.
They're people too.
Couldn't we just get along?
I mean in thirty years or so, they're gonna be ruling the planet.
Better make friends before it's too late.

They are the Unborn fetus's of the Shark

How could we forget the Special Ed?

Oh my god
Get a brain
Get a life
Do something before you die.
They try and make fun of you to make up for their insufficiency
Too bad they don't know the moronic words coming out of their mouths.
Half of them don't even know what they mean.
The other half.
Can't pronounce them.

They are the slowest of the slow
The sloths.

C'mon, lets hear it
We've got stinger spirit!

Fuck off Cheerleader.
Your happy, peppy attitude doesn't make our football team suck any less than it already does.
And you know why?
YOU COME UP WITH THE WORST RHYMES IN THE WORLD AND JUST PRETEND IT'S OKAY TO BE SPEWING THAT HORRIBLE FILTH OVER THE CROWD!
And when your in the hall?!
OH NO!
You act like your on top of the food chain
news flash?
YOUR NOT!

They are the Butterflies.

What about skater boi over there?
His possy has taken on the image of a semi baked dozen of transvestites looking for a good time.
Just because you can go 4 miles per hour on a board in which you can outrun doesn't mean your cool.
YOUR NOT ALL THAT AND A BAG OF CHIPS HOME SLICE
ugh.
just speaking your language makes me wanna gag.

They are the Salamanders
Slimy and cold no matter how you look at it.

OH MY GOD RUN!
IT'S THE CRAZY'S!

The crazy's just wanna have fun.
They enjoy life at it's fullest and don't miss an opportunity to crack a joke.
They herd too.
Herd with at least 3 other people to complete their crazy cycle
because none of them are crazy enough
to be completely crazy
but their combined effort manages to bring down the whole school.
And they're the one's who seem to succeed in life too....

They are sheep.

What about make up mongers?
Make up mongers never cease to impress.
Let's extrapolate.
Make up mongers range from gothic eyeliner and black lipstic
to Blue eye shadow and rainbow lashes.
They always put on make up whenever they can.
For various reasons too.
Know how much you could have saved for college assholes?
Who cares now.
All that matters is that you look good
(Gag)

They are Chameleons

There are plenty of other group in our Social Rankings
Like

Emo
Goth
Procrastinators
the Silent Type
Druggie
Druggies friends who are against drugs but still do them anyways
Pre Mature Frat boy

But...

the most important group?

Last, but not least.
There are the roamers.
Roamers are the favored of all the classes in Social Darwinism.
They have achieved a greater standing within the food chain.
Why?
Because they are within all of the fore mentioned groups in some strange connection
Everyone knows the roamers
Everyone is nice to the roamers
The roamers are nice to everyone.
And eventually
The roamers control all the functions of organized education.
(high school ....dumb ass)

The roamers.
People like me...
We are above all.
We are.
human.

Hooray!!! Diva got placed!! XD

Yay! 3rd place! XDDD

Can I have 3 in each bar, please?

Excuse me!
When will the next contest start!?

The 21st of September.

AWESOME!!!! =3

POETRY CONTEST

Create a Poem that is original and made by you.
Post it here, any kind of poem will due. The poem contest will end
[October 24, 2009]. It can not be the same poem you entered in the other
contest. You may only post ONE poem PER contest. More updates and rules
will be added in the meantime.

Contest Ends: October 24, 2009

Reward(s):
2-4 People Participate:
1st Place: 10 Stamina Points
2nd Place: 7 Stamina Points
3rd Place: 4 Stamina Points

5-8 People Participate:
1st Place: 13 Stamina Points
2nd Place: 11 Stamina Points
3rd Place: 9 Stamina Points

9-12 People Participate:
1st Place: 15 Stamina Points
2nd Place: 13 Stamina Points
3rd Place: 11 Stamina Points

13-16 People Participate:
1st Place: 17 Stamina Points
2nd Place: 15 Stamina Points
3rd Place: 13 Stamina Points
4th Place: 11 Stamina Points
5th Place: 9 Stamina Points

Rules:
1. Be original. Don't copy off of others, and it has to be originally from you.
2. Enter the poem by the due date.
3. ONE poem entered PER contest
4. Don't Spam. Questions may be posted. Comments should be PMed.

Main Judge: Suzumi

All questions please send to Suzumi.

NEVERMIND! Guess I do... kinda short in comparison to the others but I worked to make it as humorous as possible

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A Christmas Tale~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Except for my son Billy's pet mouse named Chris.
I'm not really sure where I'm going with this.
Anyway, my wife in her kerchief and I in my cap,
Were asleep after a long day of Christmassy crap.
When then, from the chimney, there arose quite a clamour,
"There's someone in the house" my frightened wife stammered.
I reached for the bedside, grabbed my handgun and said,
"This trespasser's getting an ass full of lead"

Forgiveness
People so rude
They won't let me speak!
I think it's their fault
That I am so weak
I have died on November 17
The memories of my life still haunting me
The pain still lingers
From neglect
all I wanted was
some respect
Despite the way that I am feeling
forgiveness is the first step to healing

Glass Wall

Falling threw, the wall of glass.
The one I built to keep everything out.
Broken into pieces, wall around.
People walk by, not seeing me.
The wall gone, my spirit flying away.
Picking the pieces up; do I only hurt myself more.
Do now I don't quit.
I pick them up, ignoring the pain.
Til once more the glass wall is built.
Welcome to my life.

Roses are red,Violets are blue
When your mother says you're beautiful,
They're lying to you

Roses are red,Violets are blue
Every time I flash the toilet,
I remember you.. :D

(original)

Ehm

ohh will smith, that was good
Shooting those robots down in this flood
Of metal and evil, they want power
It's like a goddamn metal flower
Growing everyday, letting out that metal scent
Yet at day they act like they are the only gent.
o_0 SEE A WILL SMITH POEM FOR YA!!

GAH. Please NO SPAM! TT_TT It takes me SO much longer to judge everything because I have to go through the spam in order to find/read the poems!

Just PM me, Artix. And I said no spam, Eiko. It'll start shortly, Maya.

Listen close, listen carefully.
Hear me once, hear me twice.
Speak softy, speak lowly.
Walk silently, walk with grace.
The night is here, the sky is black.
Ever so lightly, ever so soft.
White as a cloud, white so pure.
Snow is here, snow is everywhere.
Bells ring, bells ring softy.
The fire so warm, the fire so calming.
Could you hear them laugh? Could you hear them talk?
Soft giggles, soft laughs.
Will this night, ever, ever, end?

We held hands on the last night on earth
Our mouths filled with dust.
We kissed under the trees
And in the fields
Screaming like dogs,
Bleeding dark into leaves.
It was empty on the edge of town
But we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river.
So we walk through the waste
where the road curved into the sea.
And the shattered seasons lay
and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease
In our cancer of passion you said
"Death is a midnight runner."

the sky came crashing down
like the news of an intimate suicide
we picked up the shards
and formed them into shapes of stars
that wore like an antique wedding dress
The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
the few insects skittered away
in hopes of a better pastime
i kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked
if you would accompany me in a quick fall
but you made me realize
that my ticket wasn't good for two...
i rode alone

You said the cinders are falling like snow.
there is poetry in despair
And we sang with unrivaled beauty.
bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence.
Of blue and grey.
Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in
the flesh of the city.
The sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon
and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines.
Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward,
and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched
into the earth like a message.

Title: This shameful ode to you


by lee12akma (aka Makoto Kiyomizu)


The words you forced me to speak,
are phrases for your own delight.
Though my comments may not seem so meek,
it is true that your beauty stole my sight.
It is true that your voice echoes in my ears,
like a heavenly musical tune,
that makes even the blind shed tears,
just like Beethoven’s sonata under the moon.
As I take each and every step on this snowy road,
I can only think of your heart so cold,
So I now sing this warm yet, shameful ode,
just to have “I love you” told.

Though this confession may not be so catchy,
everything about you-....told my heart: veni, vidi, vici.

P.S. veni, vidi, vici = "I came, I saw, I conquered" in Latin by Julius Caesar.