Waking to seek a victim
To witness the distraught tears
Where angst devours
The course to unlock my weakness
Preparing itself to surmount
The esteem that bequeaths in me
It will cherish its abode
And linger until I suffer unbearably
Rising to assail my heart
Take it as immense leverage
Hold it for beneficial ransom
Until the air I breathe disperses
Falling to crash the questions
For them to swagger in my mind
The mental torture I can't take
As misery divulges to worship
Laughing at the selfish facade
Where it caught triumph
And placed corruption
In my weakening veins
Wondering the clamors through me
Curious about the possible outcome
If it will subsist to be blessed
With this opportunity to overpower
Turning to obtain a clear glimpse
Of the loathing chaos ensuing
But to me a miracle growing
For a happiness to exist within me
Dying as my soul gets stronger
Overcoming it until it withdraws
And then I stand up with a quintessence
Of this awe-inspiring assurance
Sleeping for its health to replenish
To again uncover a weaker void to nullify
Now it quakes of mortification
That my soul had shattered its plot
Author notes
Lo and behold, I wrote a poem at last. Last time I wrote must have been like months ago *laughs nervously*
Well, I hope you like this and hopefully, inspire you to write wonderful poems for readers to learn from.
Anyway, this one’s about hosting. There was a time that I had to host and well, it was my first time and my confidence shattered.
But then, there was another time I had to host and guess what? My confidence had fix itself and I wouldn’t mind to host again
So yeah, I was describing about anxiety since that’s what I felt whenever I host nowadays ^^
So I hope the write that I’ve made was understandable or something. Oh, also hope it wasn’t that dark coz I didn’t want to make it dark or something T.T *sweats*
See you and God Bless!
In a list
A contest entry
- Most Inspiring Contest Hosts for October by ea.
600 points, ended November 11, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - anxiety! OCD! HELP! comfort! WORRY! panic attacks! by doesne1care.
450 points, ended March 2, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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aww lovely poem! yes it does seem to take a grip! i really liked althoug i founs some of the words hard to read coz im a little slow on the uptake! hehe!
good luck -
Wow!!!!
Dying as my soul gets stronger
Overcoming it until it withdraws
And then I stand up with a quintessence
Of this awe-inspiring assurance
Sleeping for its health to replenish
To again uncover a weaker void to nullify
Now it quakes of mortification
That my soul had shattered its plot
Now, that is one BRILLIANT way to personify anxiety! The language is EXCELLENT. I really can't compliment this poem enough. Very well done!! Bravo!!
Knight70
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I wonder if you mean hosting contests or just hosting in general - like having guests to your home. Well, don't be nervous - it's great that you were inspired to write again. I appreciate that; sometimes it's just a matter of greasing the wheel and not worrying about what comes out. I think what you are describing in your poem could be seen as a writer's anxiety about writing, too, or a performer's anxiety. I guess anything where you are pushing/exposing yourself. Thanks!
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