Poetry Contest, ends 5/13 |
Poetry Contest, ends 5/13 |
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I couldn't find a Poetry Contest either so I started one too.
PLEASE DON'T COMMENT ON POEMS HERE. Poetry Contest ~Anyone can submit poems - up to two poems per person. ~There is no requirement for length and no required topic. Feel free to submit poems about whatever you want. ~Songs and raps don't belong here, I created a contest for songs/rap here. Have fun and submit :) |
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![]() Hello my name is Yula, I'm a baller! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 329 Joined: Apr 2005 Member No: 125,918 ![]() |
The Rose that grew from the concrete
Observe the rose trapped by it's opressers huddled inside it's shell it slowly waits inching closer to the light after being shadowed by darkness The concrete has been sealed for years and is thick the rose does not believe it has the strength to get past it but every day the rose pushes farther the roses thorn pierces it first creating a vivid image a slow patriotic struggle it fights although it struggles it prevails Watch as the rose grows confidence the rose that has been hidden for too long now it has an identity as a part of nature it decided to rise up and fight what supressed it the pain it suffered fueled its rage Another psuedo flower, it will not become it will live long and prosper It gets closer now, the crimson, violet hue gets filled with light The concrete smashes and it finally see's the light It starts to spread open and reach to everything near it It's warmth seperates it from everything else Every day it grows farther and brighter it finally has a purpose it no longer feels the need to hide the roses time, it can now bide for relaxed and in the sunshine it can truly grow release it's talents for which it was given to show but now the rose is getting weaker from all the pain it suffered it slowly fades back into the darkness waiting for another rose, to take its place and in this cycle the life continues as we see in the world today we observe its patterns as wise prohets engrave the image of the rose remember it all started with one small entity which created a cycle while the small entity grew up and grew bigger it had the courage to fight for what it believed in and needed constnatly breaking the concrete making little dents at times in this world remember the cycle began with nothing but The rose that grew from the concrete. |
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