Incinerating in a burst of flames
Only ashes will remain
But born again this birds shall be
Throughout forever and eternity1
It does not have meaning,
It merely is,
Living in this vicious cycle
It exists meaninglessly2
It can only hope that next it dies,
It shall not rise from its ashes
For to be reborn after so many times
Is worse than enduring a thousand lashes
A contest entry
- Poetry contest by Xtclozer-.
700 points, ended March 9, 2008, 25 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest - 1,000 Points for poetry!!! by Forgotten Anomaly.
1000 points, ended March 26, 2008, 58 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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Thank you for entering this in the contest! I already commented, but I comment all in the contest.
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Honestly, I didn't realize that you were the one holding this contest when i entered. I just saw someone had posted a poetry contest and you had reminded me about this poem, so I said 'why not?'
Fate works in mysterious ways indeed.
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This is a very good poem, I like the symbolism. People spend their lives wishing for a way to live forever, but those who have it wish it wasn't so. I don't think that's what you meant when you wrote this, but that's how it came across to me.
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Actually, that was exactly what I was going for. It's strange how when we think we want something, we regret it so much once we actually get it. Same thing applies in the reverse order with don't realize what you have until it's gone.
*sigh*
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For some reason, this poem really drawed me in. From the first paragraph, until the last, I never averted my eyes from the screen. The rhyming was very good, (which IS something I look for), it flowed perfectly, nothing seemed forced.
Its just like you let your mind speak for you, and your fingers just sat there. And then magically, a brilliant poem popped up on your screen.
THanks for etnering my contest and good luck!
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