Poetry is often an expression of one's self: emotions, experiences, perspectives, etc. To bring people a vision that will touch a deeper part of them. Because of the nature of poetry, the audience usually comes first. A poet is not asked to give up who they are or their own vision, but what is most important is what the audience can understand about the poem; it cannot be confusing, vague, or pointless ramblings, it must have meaning for the people reading it. This contest, I wish to give poets a chance to relieve themselves and write solely for their own needs. What I want from you is not for you to convey to me a message. Let yourself write something that will have purpose and meaning to you, that will let you grow as a person and let out some pain or give relief. Whether this means yelling and screaming at random, cussing out a person or people for hurting you, or just rambling about past pains and letting them all go. Allow yourselves to express yourself for your own sake so you can gain something from your work instead of it always being about the audience. If you want to create a poem, with form and rhyme, or let it all flow out as free verse non-stop either is fine. Sometimes organizing out one's feelings is best too. Your prompt is whatever issues currently are troubling your hearts. Though in future contests I do wish to use a specific rubric and rating system, for this one I will do as the writers and let my emotions guide me. If you want to know what prompted this in myself feel free to message me and ask. Though I wouldn't want to do this, if this receives no interest I will cancel but give any who did enter some compensation for the effort; hopefully for those who see this, they will see it as an opportunity for something more than points.
Enter this contest
- This is an anonymous contest - your name will be hidden from editors
- Closes in 5 days
- Up to 2 entries are allowed per person.
- Rewards - Gold: 400, Silver: 250, Bronze: 150, Honorable mention: 5 people
- Prewritten poems are not allowed.
- Enter a new poem
Entries [28]
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So many of us forget to FEEL.
by SingTheSorrow15 11 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 27 12:53 AM• Commented on by judge. -
she blackens the top page of a brand new scribble-pad
her turbulent scrawlings etch deepby marandah 35 lines, 12 comments, on Oct 27 1:11 AM
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Dying love.
What a joke.by Trent plus pen 24 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 27 1:31 AM• Commented on by judge. -
by SamanthaSam 24 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 27 1:40 AM. In Angst, Contest, Life, Love, Other, Noguest, My own style, Message, Dedication• Viewed by judge.
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Sometimes in the mornings, when the sun peeks through the blinds.
I shed a tear because I find you on my mind.by BillyClyde 28 lines, on Oct 27 6:35 AM• Viewed by judge. -
When I first saw your lovely face,by Vengence24 42 lines, 1 comment, on Oct 27 6:45 AM• Viewed by judge.
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I've never tasted anyone's blood
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Imprisoned by intoxication – a self-made holding cell of fetid walls impervious to peripheral manipulations. Encrusted with the filth of defilement, I stand bare in my crypt. Desensitized to the monstrosities of man, I am but• Viewed by judge.
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So this is it! The very edge,
I tripped, I fell, onto a ledge,• Viewed by judge. -
As I lie here, gazing at the life flow from my shell,
I can’t but think of all the times it’s served me all so well,• Viewed by judge. -
I cut
Am I a freak?by iwrestledabearonce 16 lines, 7 comments, on Nov 20 2:50 PM. In Pain, Personal, Teen issues, Depressed, Emo, Self, Lost in thought• Not viewed by judge. -
Pain
It's all I feel.• Not viewed by judge. -
Nothing. I don't feel tears. The salty, hot, drops moving from my face. I can't feel the pain, the welcoming joy, the overwhelming rush of a cold breeze in winter. You say you know. You say you understand. You can't. You can'by Condemd RyeZing 27 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 30 2:09 PM• Not viewed by judge.
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Don't
Regret anythingby Cantbreakbroken 19 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 30 6:22 PM• Not viewed by judge. -
His spiraled spine
painted in dusk,• Not viewed by judge.
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Interesting approach... but when Aristotle wrote of the cathartic effect of poetry (in the form of poetic tragedies|), he was referring to its effect on the audience - not the dramatist-poet!
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Yeah, I know. He really spoke more about plays actually, but I was going for the general effect of catharcisism (yeah, that's a word) anyways. Whether acting/writing it out, I wanted people to get the effect. So, I made it so the poet would get their chance at it (the title was a general hint towards that, and a hook). Maybe I can make a Real Catharsis Contest sometime if you wanna be all picky.
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bookmarked! I'll be back after my speech class
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bookmarked : )
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hopefully for those who see this, they will see it as an opportunity for something more than points.
Yes and indeed I'd like to think of myself as a (I write for my own sake) poet rather than trying to impress
and that whatever style or tinge there's to be added to a poem was merely added for the sole aim to reflect my soul not franchise about it.
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Don't mention it. It was spurred on and created by something beyond myself, I just took what happened, wrote something on it, and thought about this site I visit basically daily and it came together. It's going to be hard to judge though, and I am hoping for more entries; might extend out the deadline more because it'd be nice having more people to choose from (the more rewards given, the larger the selection pool you want to have).
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