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POEM STARTER

‘The absence is still keenly felt, but now the gaps can be refilled.’

Write a blank verse poem that closes with this line. Blank verse poetry doesn't rhyme, but normally uses strict structure to build a melody through rhythm.

Writings

Without

A large hole in my heart,

Unable to be filled,

For now…

But the absence is

Still felt.


I feel a burning pain

In my chest

Where my soul

Used to be,

Though it is gone now,

Long gone.


The pain

Still remains

Day in,

Day out.


Without a heart,

Without a soul,

That’s just how

I have been living.


It may be bad that

The absence is still keenly felt,

But now

The gaps can be refilled....

Down, Down, Down. 

Seven years of ups and downs,

Highs and lows and everything,

That lies between. It was,

So beautiful, so bittersweet,

Until it all came crashing,

Down, down, down.


I thought we had forever,

But little did I know,

Forever isn’t long at all,

And time is a clever one,

It has this way of slipping through,

Your fingers, just like sand.


And in its swift dissent,

It grabs you by the hand,

It...

Time Divined

If You were to see this

It’ll probably explain how I felt

In a time that shouldn’t matter anymore

You should’ve been someone who doesn’t matter

Yet timing says otherwise when you find a way

Back into my mind

Like you didn’t leave my heart in pieces

Pilled too high for me to get over

melancholic waters you taught me to swim

Thankful to be alive

Held together slowly with space and time

The...

Voided Games, That Only Voids Play…

Come sit by me

and squeeze the

hope from my kiss.

My toxic levels

settling on your lips.

Sacred are these

words that fit,

when they’re filled

with the emotional

bile pumping from my chest…


Play me to the beyond, and call me lovely today. Perhaps, then I will stay. Though truly you never will be able to tell where I’ll wind up, once my crazy heart goes on display. For, it’s a gamble, you...

Nutmeg Soul

Warm light,

pasted nights,

glistening upon the curved edged line,

of sight,


Nutmeg induced inflected irises,

Cast back Amphitrite falls,

Intertwining with one’s Lacrimal Papilla,


Chalk white, just might,

Performing the inevitable,

of being pale and transpare.


Oh how blanched and waxen it is,

to the oh bawling palette,

of becoming Eros.


Absorption to foe glaciers of shards,

Yet to be procl...

Time For Healing

Crease free sheets and cold coffee cups,

A room hollowed out and clothes untouched,


In place of a body or a hand or a heart,

Is nothing but dust and worn faded cloth,







Time heals at slow pace and repairs the broken things,

She mends worn out cords and stitches open cavities.


For a while all is upheaved and the room tidies itself,

The clothes end up on other bodies and the world is fr...

3
Lost

You two were gone

The fun nights

The happiness

The laughter

The feeling of carelessness

All gone

New people

No similarities

Below them

I am below them

A new language

I don’t speak

Don’t understand

I cant talk

Communicate with others

I am mute here

Unable to express myself

Meet others

I don’t want to

But I want to be able to

To talk to others

Meet others

Feel heard in this web that I call life

...

Every Word You Say

Every word you’ve said to me

Has either been

I’ll stop keeping secrets from you

I’ll always be your friend

I’d choose you any day

I promise

I didn’t believe you

It kept happening

She left us

I thought I was becoming a third wheel

I got cursed at

Accused of not telling you at the beginning

But I did

You were too in love to realize

What I felt

Even though I told you

A lot

But you’re way better than...

3
The Lost Friend

You reminded me of my childhood and all the whimsical things I never had a chance to do.

We melted together like the wax of a candle, molding together so firmly yet so soft.

You gave me life when all I had was death surrounding me, planting wildflowers in all my cracks and crevices.

We were conjoined at the hip, our belt loops fixed to each other.

Family vacations, birthdays, holidays. You and I w...

Queen of the Night Selenicereus grandiflorus

Sometimes we say things that we really don't mean.

We do things in between the lines.


The absence is still keenly felt, but now the gaps can be refilled....