Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read • Contests • Groups • Learn • Forums • Store • Help
 

A tragic feeling wroth writing

I absoutely love poetry that has a twist. Smething that puts you off guard. The ultimate is traggic!

Contest is Over

  • Contest was judged on June 25
  • Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 200, Bronze: 100
  • Final notes:
    This contest was very interesting to judge!
    I love the deep and darkness all of the poems had. And for that reason they were all had to judge...Thank you all for entering the contest!

Contest Winners

  1. Agony.
    ~
    by OurxBeginning 33 lines, 28 comments, on May 18 2:38 PM. In Dark
    Gold trophy winner
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
  2. Someone Else
    Her mouth too salty with tears
    Ears hurting with his lies
    by TheGreatestLove 26 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 30 3:03 AM. In Contest, Love, Dark, Pain
    Silver trophy winner
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
  3. But darling,
    ~*~
    by Never Fall in Love 41 lines, 68 comments, on Jan 12 7:40 PM. In Personal
    Bronze trophy winner
    • Viewed by judge. Prewrite [remove]
  4. MVA spirals
    by james119 27 lines, 9 comments, on May 31 4:18 PM
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
  5. Have you ever?
    Ever cried all ur tears...till u swam in ur shirt?
    by Emotional-wreck 27 lines, 26 comments, on Jul 12 7:48 PM 2007. In Thoughts, Dark, My life, Personal, Depression
    • Viewed by judge. Prewrite [remove]
  6. Please Don't Let Me Go To Hell
    Three o'clock am, the hour of the devil. Each morning it starts and no
    by skye01 27 lines, 1 comment, on May 13 3:45 AM. In Dark, Personal, Sad, Spiritual, Inspirational
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]

Entries [10]

1 - 10 of 10
  • This Is Me!
    I picture myself walking to a whole new beat. A beat that doesn't only sound like the bottom of my feet as I'm walking down the street kicking rocks to the side of me. As I look ahead of myself I can't help but s
    by afro queen 35 lines, 1 comment, on May 27 8:44 AM
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite
  • The Power of Being Feared
    He, mister big shot jock, pushed me into a locker and called me a girl in 8th grade. / She, broke my heart and went to the dance with the j
    by FatherlessLovely 13 lines, 5 comments, on Apr 29 10:33 PM 2007. In Dark, Sad, Pain
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite
  • The lonely tree
    She used to sit on the comforting chair,
    in autumn, under the tree
    by Sekhmet Kitty 26 lines, 12 comments, on Mar 13 11:51 PM
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite
  • Their Last Day
    How could such a thing happen? She was only seventeen.
    by britheguy 46 lines, 4 comments, on Jun 1 12:25 AM. In Dark, Love, Sad, Pain
    • Commented on by judge.

Add a comment

    : Comment:

Comments