A liar hiding behind his hands,
with his clever tongue lapping into a woven disguise
Eyes greened by expectant life,
interwoven with the fearless panic of exposure,
he fondly plays disaster on his fingertips
Black bred in his saliva,
twist into the thickened air with nondescript glee
He’s become infatuated with lies,
brazen with the pretences he’s blanketed the world in
The vexatious malice dancing across a candied smile
Disciplined by this sadistic malice,
we fearfully shade our eyes from his destruction
Alone, he tightly binds an orphan doubt of respect,
to his perfectly shaped peach lips,
vanity spouting through reverberations of laughter
with his clever tongue lapping into a woven disguise
Eyes greened by expectant life,
interwoven with the fearless panic of exposure,
he fondly plays disaster on his fingertips
Black bred in his saliva,
twist into the thickened air with nondescript glee
He’s become infatuated with lies,
brazen with the pretences he’s blanketed the world in
The vexatious malice dancing across a candied smile
Disciplined by this sadistic malice,
we fearfully shade our eyes from his destruction
Alone, he tightly binds an orphan doubt of respect,
to his perfectly shaped peach lips,
vanity spouting through reverberations of laughter
Author notes
Taking Back Sunday x Panic At The Disco <== to say I read the rules, LOL (Option Three)
nyway, I decided to go beyond and used ALL of the wordbank words because I R AMAZING lol,
so here they are:
-Liar
-Clever
-Panic
-Exposed
-Disguise[d]
-Green
-Envy
-Malice
-Infatuated
-Brazen
-Vexatious
-Black
-Discipline
-Malice
-Respect
-Vanity
-Orphan
-Alone
A contest entry
- Do You Have What It Takes ? by just weak hands.
800 points, ended December 12, 2008, 19 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
...Thoughts? Questions? Suggestions? Concerns?
Comments
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Oh my lord, this is by far one of the best entries so far ! that i've read, anyway xD i love that you used all the word banks, and yes, you are amazing to have created such a brilliant piece :]
'A liar hiding behind his hands,
with his clever tongue lapping into a woven disguise
Eyes greened by expectant life,
interwoven with the fearless panic of exposure,
he fondly plays disaster on his fingertips'
i could not have written anything better than this
this is absolutely amazing. simply put, i love this to a point where i'd be considered a stalker :]
[thanks for reading the rules ;] saying excellent write doesn't even cover my adoration, but it'll do for now
best of luck and thanks for entering !



