LPA Poetry and Lyrics Competition

Welcome to the 1st Annual LPA Poetry and Lyrics Competition!
Brought to you by GiriosXeni and Uncle_Raj.
September 2005

Entry One
I am standing in a streambed
and I am up to my ankles in mud
He is above me on the bank
and he is laughing silently at me
I would like to free myself on my own
but I admit it--I am stuck.
He reaches down to pull me out
I nearly shy away
but he grabs my wrist, pulls
and I am with him on the bank.
He still has my hands
He is too close
I can see the flecks of gold in his eyes
He can see the freckles on my nose
He's forgotten about his girlfriend
I couldn't care less about my ex
but when we move, it is apart
and both of us let out the breath we held
He has not kissed me yet
but I know that he will soon
and I am willing to wait.

Entry Two
Vyktor/Unknown Helsinki
Come take these girls of pleasure
Use them at your leisure
Come, do what you will
But leave when you’ve had your fill
What has the world come to?
I have no one to turn to
Nothing in this world is pure
But I think I’ve found the cure
Come see these men to kill
Shoot them until they lie still
Go to them, Take their head
Only then will you be fed
What has the world come to?
I have no one to turn to
Nothing in this world is pure
But I think I’ve found the cure
Come stab this man on the bus
No one there will make a fuss
They will just let him die
And boast they saw his girlfriend cry
What has the world come to?
I have no one to turn to
Nothing in this world is pure
But I think I’ve found the cure
The World has fallen apart
We need a fresh start
One thing will start the fall
Can you hear the H-bomb call?
Corrupt government’s cause suffering
They cause death but the minority cares
We must stand together to overthrow them
Will you join me?
Will you join me?
Evidently
You don’t care as much as me
Stand united
So we can fight it
Join me

Entry Three
Everything Reminds Me Of You
A single star shines alone in the sky,
I stare at it, as it glints in my eye,
It reminds me of you, and I start to cry,
I can't forget no matter how hard I try,
I see your shape in every crowd,
I see your face in every cloud,
I hear your voice in every song,
How could this have gone wrong?
A young child starts to sing,
I'm reminded of you, and so it brings,
A tear to my eye, and I start to cry,
I can't forget you, so why should I try?
I see your face in every crowd,
I see your smile in every cloud,
I hear your voice in every song,
I don't know where I belong,
A bird flies through the clouds up above,
It glides through the wind, a darling dove,
I'm reminded of you, what can I do,
You wont leave my side, always on my mind,
I see your face in every crowd,
I see your smile in every cloud,
I hear your voice in every song,
I'm not strong enough to go on,
Everything reminds me of you,
I can't let go, what can I do,
I can't forget you, it seems,
I can't wake up from my dreams

Entry Four
Fate
Lost in the maze that I call life
Scared & lonely with no easy way out
And just when I think I have found the right path
I find that this walk is the same as my last
My eyes shut tight, I can't pretend
That the light from the sun is the light at the end
I take close steps to avoid the shade
But the steps that I take I have already made
And the light at the end begins to fade
because when my eyes open I'm at the start again
Lost in a world where freedom has gone
Quiet & cold as I sing a wish for one
And just when I think I have lost the wrong path
I find that this walk is the same as my last
My eyes shut tight, I can't pretend
That the light from the sun is the light at the end
I take close steps to avoid the shade
But the steps that I take I have already made
And the light at the end begins to fade
because when my eyes open I'm at the start again
Lost in a hope that left long ago
stitched through a fate I'll never know
And this time I won't even choose my path
Because I won't let this walk be the same as my last
I'm hoping to reflect on my chances
To take on these questions with the right answers
Because it's now that I feel everyday can be something new
And it's now that I feel that the life I was promised is coming true
My eyes shut tight, I can't pretend
That the light from the sun is the light at the end
I take close steps to avoid the shade
But the steps that I take I have already made
And the light at the end begins to fade
because when my eyes open I'm at the start again

Entry Five
Sunday Morning
You woke up on Sunday morning
You broke it off last night?
Are you trying not to cry in your sleep?
Because it seems like all we do is fight
The day that answered the year
It is a waste of time for us to say
It was the worst of it all
Because it feels like you have sold me today
I remember the day
You gave up on me
Where in the hell did we go wrong?
I have fallen to this new world
I am a one-man-army
Fighting to belong
Fighting to belong
I woke up on Sunday morning
Waiting for this town to collapse
This hangover is killing me
Or at least it feels like the past
The day that answered the year
It’s a waste of time for us to say
It was the worst of it all
Because it feels like you have sold me today
And all your tears can not stop this pain
The desolation that I am going through
And all of your little stories that make you go insane
Please erase my thoughts of you.
We woke up on Sunday morning
Confused to find where the hell we are
Are we trying not to cry in our sleep?
The day that answered the year
Tore us apart!

Entry Six
The Tree Of Thomas
The faithful are foolish to believe
To embrace a breath, a wisp of wind
This they fancy they can achieve
To fathom a phantom is not pretend

In the rain and in the darkness, the shovel shakes in hand
As the earth buries the dead, beneath lies my forgotten friend

They whisper to yonder wonderer
They sway souls with sly words
A shackled demon seduces his caller
While never seen, only heard his words

Never does it rest, my jaded mind’s throbbing ache
While now the eyes of corruption, are thus awake

An angel bows low in disgrace
A failure, a dithering soul set adrift
The angle prays, hands cover face
But his cries are engulfed in the rift

Reciting the old family prayer, yet my faith is torn asunder
Resisting laughter, the whisper to me sounds of thunder

The death of rectitude, the requiem plays
While demons dance, the angle vanishes
Darkness, my friend, has come to stay
On Golgotha, he does as he wishes

Under the earth inside the coffin, I lie dead and faithless
With my shovel in hand, I stand beside the tree of Thomas

Entry Seven
All I Ever Wanted
This was the last day
Enough of the constant,
Hypocritical,
Nonsensical,
Words and lies
Of which she had
An endless supply,
Wash it all away.
Stand up
And march to death
My final words on the wall,
I write
A weeping plea
In the dark of night
Screams of forgiveness,
Of truth (or lies?)
I take these shadows
And rip it apart
Like the heart that she tore
The irregular beating stops
Never restored.
And so the heart died.
The body died.
The soul died.
I had died.
But before I lay down to rest,
I lay the rest to truth
But the truth was lie.
Fiction spun by her goddess
For in all truth
There lack words to express.
Only words of lies.
The truth is always greater
Than the words used to describe.
Scribbled and rough
I write my grave
A dark deep hole
By which was my right
That heaven gave.
The last flow of blood
Before my veins give way
Supplying the ink
Of which I write today
But before it dries
A dark crusted maroon
Revisions I'll make
Not a moment too soon.
My life was revision
My life without vision
And the last draft
Written with
A bitter laugh
As I finish
And fall
With the sweet joy
Of leaving it all.
And as I dimmed,
My light fading through
All I ever wanted
Was to be with you.

Entry Eight
Right From My Chest
And after the first five days, I've had of loving you,
I've learned that nothing I can do, will make you happy,
'Cause you and me don't go together, I've learned that now and it burns,
Like your cigarette; so slowly, apologies are killers words,
And you can't stop the sentences, gliding over you,
Because you love the feel of them, and they love you,
Could I hold it against you; the way that you left me?
You should have left with no goodbye; you caused a big scene.
You stole my lungs right from my chest,
Who are you trying to impress?
You stole my heart right from my chest,
As I was lying in my casket,
Was lying in my casket, yeah.
My last words roll over you like, your silk nightgown,
It slides off and hits the floor, is that your reply?
While I'm lying here under this dirt, you're probably dancing all alone,
And that's the thing that annoys me; you could have had me to hold,
Now I'm trying to break free, to dig myself back up,
One thing is it's hard to breath, and you said that you loved me,
Could I hold it against you; the way you turned on me?
Buried in this casket; I bet you couldn't dig six feet.
You stole my lungs right from my chest,
Who are you trying to impress?
You stole my heart right from my chest,
As I was lying in my casket,
Was lying in my casket, yeah.
I was meant to be six feet under, but you could only dig two feet,
So I could fight my way out, but I'm feeling pretty weak,
I was meant to be six feet under, but you could only dig two feet,
So I could fight my way out, if I wasn't feeling so weak...
You stole my lungs right from my chest,
Who are you trying to impress?
You stole my heart right from my chest,
As I was lying in my casket,
Was lying in my casket, yeah.

Entry Nine
The Insanity Of Hope
A trickle of hope shivers somewhere amongst the sea of time,
It spreads like the mass murder, the blood spilling and all the crime.
It claims lives like the haughty insects that drown themselves in their
reflections,
The lies beneath a thin film of truth, dressed with hope, this deceiving,
sufficient.
The caressing eyes of a lover tells a tale of the future to spend in mirth,
The sparkle of the moonlit night covers, with a gleaming cool quilt, the earth.
And though all may seem merry like the much forsaken, yet awaited circus show,
It’s all bound to be grasped by feeble dying hope, it’s fortuned to go.
The colors of the future and the magic of your timidity, the elixir of my
existence,
The trauma of waiting for the lasting long final moments after an era of weak
sustenance,
Your bold upfront and relieving sting to carry on forever and never to abide by
disbelief,
This is it that I need to push hope, forcing it to come alive, after slumberous
sleep.
The ripples and the tides, the quakes of misfortunes and regret that comes
alive,
The loneliness, this nausea, the torture of knowing that you have to survive,
The pressure, the pain, the loved ones to sacrifice your truthful judgments for,
like before,
The gratitude towards the poor who taught you life, the burden to thank the one
who bore,
The fruits of the trees, and the crippled crumpled leaves,
All teach me that hope, if daring and faithful enough, never deceives.
The stupidity sublime and innocent, immature and childish,
The craving for a last chance before the final death wish,
The hope that brings and drags you to believe that you are immortal,
Life’s limited as the void vacuum within a treasured souvenir bottle.
The hope lingers about your thoughts in theory, for practically it doesn’t
exist,
For one can’t count all the stars in the sky and all the blood, waiting to flow,
within your wrist.

Entry 10
Expectations
Pressure is rapidly changing my life
I seem to be working all day and all night
Never getting a break
No room for mistakes
And yet you seem to deenounce every move I make

You bitch and whine at me all the time
Have I committed a crime for being alive?
Have I said something wrong? Have I done something bad?
You keep telling me I've blown all the chances I had

And now rage seems to be building inside
And when I close my eyes
I'm paralyzed inside
Flashbacks of what you've put into my mind
Makes me wanna break out of this cage inside

Expectations
Are driving me insane
No matter what I say
Its not good enough
I will not
Keep working away
Into an early grave
Because it's what you want

This constant mindfucking is driving me insane
The way you come at me is like I don't feel pain
I don't know what you want,I'm only trying my best
Don't shout at me for gettin' an F on a test
Is a grade really enough to hault all your love
And give me a shove towards suicidle thoughts?

And after all these years of shedding tears
Conquering fears and shifting gears
Everything's still not right,well tonight is the night
That I decide what do do with my life

No more objections to my progressions
This shit's enhancing my agression
No more lessons on knowledge congestions
No obsessions on living to succeed

Expectations
Are driving me insane
No matter what I say
Its not good enough
I will not
Keep working away
Into an early grave
Because it's what you want

The stars in the dark night sky
They mezmerize
They shine in my eye
Like a pure diamond
I wanna reach for these stars
Do what I want
Reach for the stars
Do what I want

Expectations
Are driving me insane
No matter what I say
Its not good enough
I will not
Keep working away
Into an early grave
Because it's what you want

Expectations
Are driving me insane
No matter what I say
Its not good enough
I will not
Keep working away
Into an early grave
Because it's what you want

And if I still fail,who really cares?
We all know how life is unfair
But I will keep on trying,never dying inside
Because atleast I tried
And that's something you can never take away from me
You'll never break me


Entry Eleven
Punish The Immortal
Fireballs rained from the sky,
As panic stricken people pass me by,
But I stand still amongst the rush,
I know very well my time should be up.
But I do not fear death,
For it has searched for me for years,
And I have escaped its clutches,
Through the death of those I held dear.
I unlocked the secret to immortality,
But in doing so I sealed my death,
In bloodshed I receive life,
But also draw nearer to my death.
And as the world around me,
Slowly breaks apart,
And my fellow men around me,
Fall deep past the earth’s crust.
I don’t see death or pain,
Only wasted blood,
My need for life has overtaken,
All my emotions, it is my lust.
“Death you cannot have me!”
I scream courageously into the sky,
But in truth I am a coward,
I don’t have the courage to die.
Lightning fills the sky,
As the earth tears apart,
And the stench of blood fills the air,
“What a feast,” you sneer in lust.
But in what seemed like the final hours,
Of the Earth and of its men.
I am not destroyed,
My immortality has won again.
“See, you can not kill me!”
I yell into the sky,
But the world has collapsed around me,
And I am left to never die.
And I finally see the flaw in my plan,
I’m trapped in a punishment worse than death,
Forced to live forever,
In seclusion, loneliness.
In the distance I see a vision,
Of a woman I once knew,
It is an image of my wife,
And in a flood my emotions break through.
And though her face smiles,
In her eyes I see the pain,
And the resentment she holds towards me,
Why would she feel this way?
And as I look around me,
I see with new eyes,
And I weep aloud in sorrow,
For all the people that had died.
I see the pain my greed has caused,
I now know the price was too high,
But though I know the secret to immortality,
The past I cannot defy.
Then in the rubble I see my daughter,
And I try to embrace her in my arms,
But she passes straight through me,
I had also killed her without qualm.
But what man can stand such pain,
The knowledge you killed all you held dear,
That you alone destroyed the world,
And those who loved you, made them fear.
No man can live through that,
But I am no longer man,
And though I feel the pain,
God has removed death from his plan.
So for eternity I’ll cry myself to sleep.
Hoping one day I won’t wake up.
Maybe I deserved to be punished.
Is asking for forgiveness just too much?

Entry Twelve
Memories
She’s running again
She doesn’t want to see him
Rotting
She’s running again
From the memories
She remembers his eyes
Chocolate brown starred with grey
She remembers his voice
A smooth, liquid baritone
But that is all she has
Memories
They may have seemed like polar opposites
Argued like it was an apocalypse
But they fit each other perfectly
She remembers his hands
Strumming his guitar
Stroking her hair
She remembers
Memories
He was always the vocal one
Wore his emotions on his sleeve
Aware that he was always the one to get hurt
She remembers his features
Beautiful, she used to call him
She remembers his hair
Dark, always gelled back
But soft like finely spun silk
But that is all she has
Memories
She knew that she loved him
But didn’t know how much
She knew that he loved her
Enough for them both
Enough to scare her off
She didn’t know what to do
When he said those words
She wasn’t ready
And he was willing to wait
But she sensed that she’d hurt him
Bruised his fragile heart
The heart that now beats no more
She remembers his kisses
Little Eskimo nose kisses
Everlasting kisses
Each one was magical
But the magic is gone
She remembers his gifts
Beautiful displays of eternal love
Like the time he had filled her entire flat with rose petals
The time he gave her the Claddagh ring, identical to the one he wore
The one that was buried with him
But that is all she has
Memories
She took a break for a while
From him and his enchantments
So that she could think about what she was getting into
Before she dove in too deep
She knew that he’d be waiting for her
Not matter what
They had made a promise
Till death do they part
Till Death
She remembers his spirit
Pure magic, pure love
There was fear, of a life without love
Of love unrequited
A love that she was ready to give him
She remembers his habits
The tendency to pick up a cigarette when life got tough
Although he tried to stop
The tendency to drive too fast on the freeway
When no one was around
She remembers
Memories
She remembers his inspiration
The musical urge he got when she was around
Or when they had just made love
The way he would look at her while writing a song
A mixture of Awe and Love
But that is all she can do
Remember
She was packing to return when she got the call
An accident, it was said
He was driving too fast on a dark night
One of his habits
Someone else came up
He never saw it coming
She remembers his music
Haunting melodies about life and love
And everything in between
Music that rings in the corners
Music that makes you remember
The good times
Memories

Entry Thirteen
Thank You
A line comes between us
Through the burning memories you brought forth,
Reminding me of the pictures you’d shown me earlier...
Though I could do nothing but breathe a simple plea,
Asking you to let me show you the shadows you cast today,
I know that I’ll remain unheard
Until the end has found its place with you.
I cannot fathom this merciless pain
You’ve brought upon me, so let it rot in me,
And I’ll cry and I’ll weep and I’ll beg and I’ll plead
For you to realize your mistake…
You’re getting closer…
And yet I’m counting the time I have left to borrow,
Counting the voids I’ve used in sorrow.
A line comes between us,
And it's the same one we saw yesterday.
But within it, a thinning thread of empathy
Now darkens with each passing day,
Composed and drawn from a self inflicted hatred,
The same hatred you seemed to harbor with words…
So light the sky with your palms
And show the world the lacerations of truth;
The same truth you’ve carved into your skin,
For the broken glass you create tomorrow
Will twist and turn and begin to burn…
It must dig deeper to find what’s missing;
To let this birth of agony trickle through, and show you,
The withering rose you crushed again.
A line comes between us;
Another torn canvas has proclaimed your arrival,
And on it are the colors that match the way I feel.
I'm bound by the chains you’ve set upon me,
So I’ll stay here, listlessly, to watch you fall from grace;
To watch you burn the things I need to keep me here, alive…
Here I am- I have to create another lie for you,
But I can't let it wash me away; I'm still standing here,
Waiting and wishing and wanting and falling…
Yet I’ve shown you my reflection
And it hasn’t wavered from your memory,
But it will, soon; you’ve marred the surface
With marks of desperation,
And I can feel them through your gaze,
Because it’s all I have left to feel from you.
A line comes between us,
And now, the dirt has spread across my hands;
It’s infiltrating, and thus I’ve become immune
Because it belongs to you.
Your presence has remained impure;
Its essence has dawned upon me once again,
And I’m not sure I’ll ever leave this place again,
Because I’m tired and cold and condemned and alone…
But you seem content, so I’ll leave you be,
You’ve achieved a peace through simplicity-
And though this pain is hardly simple,
I cannot deny what you’ll take anyway.
A line comes between us,
And maybe, someday, when you carve a final meaning,
I will finally understand
What you wanted me to learn from you.
Unbeknownst to yourself, you’ll have to leave me…
Walk away; I’ll watch you, you don’t have to worry,
But please leave knowing that I’ll always love you.
Though I'm sorry for you, I can't make you help me;
These bindings have left my sighs strangled
And I’m tangled, and I’m torn, but I’m trying…to let go, for you…
Alas, your sympathy doesn't linger here anymore,
But I’ll remember you; you’ve left me a gift,
And I’ll carry it forever, and I’ll be burdened ever after,
Because you are the line that I cannot erase…
To save myself.

Entry Fourteen
The Innocent Abandoned
Day One, The Beginning Of The End
It was a day like every other
Until the moment that I turned on the TV
The Breaking News
And then I heard
"The comet’s heading towards the Earth”
"As the astronomers predict it’s gonna be about a week
Before it reaches the critical point, the point of no return"
And I just fell there on the couch
What the hell is she talking about?
They’ll destroy it just tonight
I heard that they can do it, right?
Oh fuck I remembered something
Just the other day my friend asked me
What was it that I would like to witness in my lifetime
I said the end of the world
There’s nothing I would like more
Than to be among the last that will ever walk the solid ground
Well guess what fucker?
Your wish is coming true
The next time better chose your wishes
Yeah, right, like there will be a next time…
Day Two, The Denial
Oh, man I had a weirdest dream last night
About the end of the world
About how we’re all gonna die
I slowly got up from the bed
And then I turned on the TV
A fucking warning on the screen
It wasn’t a nightmare, it wasn’t a dream
It is as real as it can be
Oh I can’t watch
Just make it stop
And then my father calls me down
I saw his face and the mother’s and the brother’s too
They didn’t know what they should do
They tried to calm me down
I said I was ok
I understand
There is no need to panic
And then my mother broke in tears
I knew exactly all her fears
"I love you all ", I said and left
I don’t have any time to waste
Start the car and drive real far
I need to think about my life
Is this the end?
The very end
Oh God can you hear me up there
Got some secrets you would share?
Is it the end that you prepare?
Well I’ve got something I would share with you today
But I don’t dare
Day Three, The Anarchy
The life is different
The schools are closed
People don’t go to work anymore
Kids are no longer playing on the streets
Now it’s all about living in fear
They report more suicides than ever
Every second in the state like this lasts forever
And forever isn’t long enough
When you know
In a couple of days you’ll be dead and gone
It’s just a matter of time now
When some idiot with a shotgun
Will go out on the streets and start
Breaking into the stores, stealing, killing
And the anarchy will be unleashed
The trail of death will be clear to see on the streets
The apprehension grows
I sit inside my room alone
Thinking about the things I’ve said and done
Regretting for those that I never have
Day Four, The Love
I heard their words
They said they’ve tried
But they cannot stop it, never mind
I don’t know why
This happens now
Guess it was meant to be
It can’t be stopped
But where is she?
It thought of that
Last night while I was lying wide awake all night
Is she all right
How does she feel about all this
I wish she knew just what I feel for her
Well I’m gonna find her now
I’ve got nothing to lose now
I’m gonna tell her what I feel now
I’m stronger than ever now
How pathetic
How ironic
I’m just a weakling and I know it
Scrap that
I’m gonna change that
If nothing more then for a couple of days we have left
We’re gonna spend it together hand in hand
I’m gonna find the love of my life
I’m gonna have the time of my life
Day Five, The Serenity
The city’s never been so cold
The military now has the control
The chosen ones are being taken away
Into the shelters underground
Taken, but not necessarily saved
Taken, but probably not saved
And they seem to know it
Cause who knows what it will be like
Who knows if anything will remain
Why could possibly tell the power of the strike
Maybe our planet will become just a stain
A stain in the universe
Vast
Black
Hollow
Cold
A stain that no one will ever notice
A history flushed down the river
The river of destruction that flows into the abyss
They can run and they can hide
But I will keep my dignity
And remain where I am
I won’t move from this spot
Cause I’m not afraid
Yeah, I’m not afraid to die
Day Six, The Anxiety
You may laugh at me
But this is just how it feels
The day before your prom
The day before your wedding
The day before anything that matters
Now it’s all about waiting
Anticipating
The big luminous ball can be seen it the sky already
It lit up the whole sky last night
As if it was a day
I couldn’t sleep again
I bet no one could
I’m not afraid but I have some vague awkward feeling
Coming over me
Cause I know this isn’t right
I had no chance to live my life
And it makes me sad from time to time
But it can’t get me down now
Like it would do couple of days ago
Cause now there is something more that I know
This is one thing I won’t go through alone
Tomorrow is the day
And I’ll go to sleep now
One last night I will dream my dreams
My sweet dreams
And they better be nice
Day Seven, The Finality
The day has come
We all stare at the sky
Some are looking for salvation
Some just wait to die
The thunder is so much louder
It sounds so surreal
The sky is dark orange
It reminds me of a sunset I watched last year
So beautiful
The rain is starting to fall
It will wash the tears down my face
As the scenery around me gets more and more chaotic
The little meteor rocks are falling from the sky now
The fire balls
Just like in some Hollywood movie
But this is not a movie
And we’re not the actors
The heat is real this time
The fire and the water
Came together again
Combined in one
The same way like when everything began
And the people just fall down
One by one
The innocent ones
The women, the children
We’re all the same in the eyes of death
And this is just the beginning
The grand end is still to come
And I am the witness
And you are the witness
It doesn’t get more beautiful that this
The world dies only once
And we will see it with our very own two eyes
We’re the happy
We’re the doomed
We’re the lucky
We’re the sorrowful
We’re the alive
We’re the dead
We’re the innocent abandoned

Entry Fifteen
Why can't anybody find me?
Why can't anybody help me?
Why I have brought this upon me?
Maybe I gave in untimely.
Life is such a pain for words
Words are such a pain to say now.
I cannot take the anguish
For once, may I not turn around?
Sometimes life takes its turns
Knocks you up and down on its own time
Maybe I'll find a way now
But I have crossed this long line
Why can't anybody find me?
Why won't anybody help me?
Why I have brought this upon me?
I don't know, I gave in untimely.
I know this pain is too much to take.
I know the nice life is too far away.
I know I've made all the mistakes.
But now I know, I never can change.
It's too soon to change it all.
It's too late to say I was wrong.
I crossed the line, just too quickly
I gave it all in so untimely
Is anybody waiting for me?
Is anybody walking towards me?
Is anybody trying to find me?
Is anybody wanting to help me?
The problem is I just do not know.
She came along, I couldn't say no.
It's too late to say I was wrong.
It's too soon to change it all.
Baby, won't you try to find me?

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These are all of the poems and/or lyrics that have been submitted. As you all know, you were given a school week, or 5 days, to submit your poem/lyrics. If you are looking over this thread, and you were planning on sending a poem or some lyrics, it is too late now.

As shown above, the poems/lyrics are all numbered. The reason for this is to make voting easier, as well as making counting votes easier. These poems are not in any specific order, mind you.

Anyway, we’ve set some ground rules so that this competition is fair. Here they are:

1. No voting for your own work. I strongly advise you not to if you want this to be a fair game. Be a good sport.
2. Please post the number of the poem you are voting for. Don’t say, “Oh, I want the one with “these lyrics” in it.” It makes my life easier.
3. You may only vote once. Keep in mind that you may not change your choice after you posted your selection. You have a good 7 days to make up your mind.
4. Do not make any comments that go against someone else’s work. Just vote and keep any negative comments to yourself.
5. Only post if you are making a vote, not if you are just going to make a comment and say, “Ooh, I like that one.”

So, that’s about it as far as rules go. You have 7 days to vote. This thread will be closed and then I shall count up the scores. I will make a new post containing the final results. The top 3 winners shall receive:

1st place: A free album of your choice, or 13 different songs of your choice; and a free audio recording of your submission from Uncle_Raj himself!

2nd place: 4 songs from any artist(s) of your choice.

3rd place: 1 song from any artist of your choice.

But the real prize in all of this is knowing that your poem was appreciated more than others.

Good luck to all of you! Start voting!

GiriosXeni

 

Glad to see this thing is finally up, haha. I can't vote so I'll like to wish everyone good luck...including myself.

 

Entries 3, 6, 7, 8, 13, and 14 all have one vote.

Entries 4 and 11 have two votes.