I MADE ART discussion

I choose the contest topic: Cages
GET ON WRİTİNG!!!
Contest results will be announced on January 23!

do we post the contest poem here?

yes, though this is apart from the poetry contest for teens and preteens you know...

yeah, i know. this is sorta a sequel to my poem there, though.




I sit, as the cold steel walls close in around me.
Breathing as little as I can.
Maybe they won’t see me,
Or maybe I’ll be let go.
A voice in my head reminds me that my sister didn’t go free.
I don’t know what they do to us,
But the room is growing smaller.
It gets black at the edges,
Darkness surrounds me.
When I wake up,
It’s cold.
People around me look scared.
All but one,
The doctor who brought me here.
He looks happy, triumphant even.
I want to know what’s going on, but there’s something in my mouth.
My hands are tied down, I can’t move.
The doctor looks down at me,
At my locked up body.
He doesn’t seem to care that I’m trying to break free.
He checks the pulse in my wrist,
His hand hot against my skin.
“She’s dead,” he says, a smile on his face.
I wiggle my fingers, I am not I try to say.
I wasn’t, I couldn’t be.
Right?
Is this what they did to my sister?
Did they kill… no.
The doctor put the back of his hand to my cheek,
His skin and blood burning me.
“Lock her up,” the man says,
“We can’t have another one running around out there.”
People grab me and pull me back into the steel room.
I try to fight, but am too weak.
“Welcome, my child, to the new age.”
The doctor says as I am strapped down again.
“The age of the dead.”

-- Elisabeth M. Sadai

wow, though I'll add my comments in the end of the contest!!!!

Under this smile that is no sunshine
Just rain and storms
The happiness is gone
There’s a tear mark on my cheek
From when I cried over you

Thinking about the happy days makes me sad
Thinking about all the thing that went away
Know that I’ll never forget you
Even through you broke my heart
Just because I’m not with you
I still think about you

There was both good and bad
Even when I want to forget
I will miss all of the thing we had
But you will always have a place in my heart

~Alaina M.

Aliana; is this about cages?

no its about a break up.

so, I'll transfer it to post poems:)

it could be about emotional cages

oh,still I dont consider it one since she doesnt say shes trapped or anything... But, you know what, girls are awsome, because we dont crash and smash like boys, but when we are sad, we write...

unless ur my sister...

yeah, except your sister....

my sister breaks stuff

btw, did you change your profile photo again?!

yep! :)

ugh...

btw, I am going to have a baby sister!

!!! YAY 4 U!!! :DD (give it a few years, then i have advice for u)

I only had a brother, and I was willing to have a sister, thanx Hera...

*does happy-dance for u*

I have an evil little sister, no bubble's being burst on me

i dont have a sister i have a brother.

I have an older sister and two older brothers

Im the oldest.

:)

same! im going to go work on my story.

r u ok?

ok

what are you doing, i really dont feel like working on the story.

Awsome my tv isnt on.

im just sitting on my sofa with my laptop on my lay, and my dog trying to lay by me.

I got a 2 chuwowowas ((thats not how you spell it)) one named Monkey and Penny they are both girls.

i have a border collie named shep

awsome!

yeah that is how you spell it lol

I could never be

me either!

:D

If the topic is still about cages:

Dreamers
In a golden cage we’re trapped,
One that seems to be just made for the likes of us,
“Be grateful,
It’s only until you’ve reached a defined age.”
To tell us things like this they use to do.

A cage made out of bars we seem to like,
Filled with things which keep us busy,
With words they wish us to engrave in our mind.
Making us the likes of them.

Watchful, careful, beady-eyed,
As it is, was and always will be their habit,
Like the Aesir steadily they guard,
Over our Midgard,
Making Bifröst inpassable for us.

Leaving us no escaping,
Than the lands of Morpheus.
But leaving Kronos passing by,
Without having done anything against,
Those fantastic grounds of mind,
Will also vanish forever.

Thus, if you do not want,
To either become one of them,
Treating the likes of us like them,
Or to end up in desperation,
Break up the shackles,
Break the golden bars.

Let them know they’re no gods,
Bring them back down,
Don’t let them rule over your destiny.
by LungHuo

My native language is german so it was a bit difficult for me to think of rimes and so.^^;;

Did you write this?

....erm, sure O_O.....

you didnt sound very sure about that...?

no, I prefer to believe her...

and I'm not saying its not hers, I was just messin'....

Selin wrote: "no, I prefer to believe her..."

I'm a guy -_-.....nvm, the "O_O"-face just meant that I was kind confused why you were asking. You can googl as much as you want but all you will get are maybe stories about the mythical persons I used in my poem.^^ I really just wrote it last night.^^...

Huh? @_@....k.....

Sorry, I got used to saying she-her from another group where only girlz are allowed!
No offence...
No, I know you wrote it, I just enjoy accusing people...

>_<......kk nvm :P

I'm really sorry! forgive me...