Soldat of life

Let's get the show on the road, to make things come along faster, I'll try and see if a POTW will get some people posting as POTM tends to let too much time to prepare for a poem and finally no one seems to participate...come on folks, we need some poets showing their stuff

This week I'll start with something simple as usual, but next week I'll try something new for everyone. For now, simply write a poem with the theme:

Building Blocks

I'll post my entry throughout the week, a bit before the end to give an idea of what to write if no one finds inspiration. Good luck to all, and this may seem a strange subject, but I think it leaves lots of room to elaborate on.

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FLawEdmiNd

Y'know, whenever I read one of these contest or challenge thingys, I never quite understand what must be done... you want us to write about building blocks or about any particular things?

... asking these questions always makes me feel silly, alas my head is made of stone.. expect more in the future.

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DO tHE KYO

Soldat of life

Please DON'T post in a thread when you don't understand what you have to do, please send a PM to the one who made the thread and ask your question. Posting in a thread and not knowing what you have to do is nearly considered spamming. I'm leaving your post there for others to see what I mean. In the future, please don't post when your not sure of what to do.

But to answer your question:

Think about "building blocks", imagine the meaning hidden behind what they might mean. I tried not to write an example so that people don't copy me, but what I thought of when I read this, was how you live your life, how you organise your actions so that you can grow upon your experience.

That is one of many things you can write about, the goal is to write a poem that doesn't necessairy rhymes of the subject I have given. Which in this case is "Building blocks".

Now, whoever puts some impressive original ideas I'll be giving out some bonuses, but we need at least 6 contestants for them to become active. I'd go for a minimum of 8 if possible to make things interesting. If more than 8 come and give it a try, i'd be very happy

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Abu Dhabi

For a moment
let your body to the rythum
let it take control

simply let it build up
slow down and mix it up
let it take you

it can build you to
somewhere
where you could not reach

it can take you down
down
into your darkest heart

it is music
to build up the soul
to tear down the house

in your ears
in your mind
in your speakers

build it up
then shake it down
don't you feel better?

i was listening to Kylie Monouge when i read the prompt... ^_^ so i decided to take it in a different direction! hope that's the cool!

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BlueFox1

Blocks of Life
by BlueFox1



Life goes in stages like the world revolves around the sun
Being born into this world we’re taught what to think and feel.
Time goes on and we begin to form our own opinions and think
Yet there is always someone trying to force feed us politics.

As young adults we start to learn about the joys and sorrows
Love begins to weave its tangled web of deception to ensnare.
Breaking hearts and allowing love to be captured and cherished
Still someone is there to tell you how they think love should be.

Now you’re on your own and realize how cruel the world can be
You want someone to be there to give you guidance and comfort.
Instead you are cast out of their warm embrace to pain and grief
Forced to make your own decisions you begin to ponder and plan.

Life begins anew; as you start resolve to the problematic equations
The feelings of being controlled no longer there as they once were.
You begin to see what the outcome each stage of life has brought
For now you know and realize these stages are building blocks.

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FLawEdmiNd

The clouds that tangoed

Smooth, warm hands roamed aimlessly over her body
Their inquiry bringing small gasps to her mouth past white teeth
This had been going on for quite sometime, she was getting restless
She needed the sweet yet shattering agony of release

The warm hands moved down further, questioning eyes starring into her own
It was happening; finally, she would consummate her love
Softly she felt prodding at her most secret area
Her once active mind reeled, tango music blasted in her ears

Suddenly, she and her love were dancing alone in a bright room
There was a brilliantly rose dress swaying about her calves
The music only got louder and the dance more intense
Faster, faster, faster, she kept going faster


Suddenly the music stopped and the room evaporated
She was falling from the clouds, her love in her arms
They fell endlessly until finally the found themselves in the bed
Rapid breaths were heaving in and out of their mouths

Slowly her mind regained its lost composure
She hoisted herself up on an elbow and starred down into shining eyes
I love you
She said into her girlfriends loving face

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Y'know, I didn't want to do a poem in this topic for fear it would be excluded for content, the whole sex things and all. No other ideas came to mind though, so here it is, my entry.

Not my best work, I know this but the block is back...

Check the end, I managed to add in one of my patented twists, hazar!

As always, enjoy.

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raja_psyche

The Ability to Wait

In times that decisons are need to be made,
We have to be critical and logical thinkers,
Being impulsive and reckless, we should not.

In times that we are in need of a long-time commitment,
We should not rash our minds and hearts,
Eventhough we want to hold on to the one we love,
We do not want to lose ourselves in the process.

We can learn to run, by learning to walk first
We can learn to swim by floating first
We can learn to love, by being loved.

It is wise to wait for that special someone
Rather to make out with someone who is close at hand
It is a wise idea to wait for that special someone
Rather than be with some one who is just around
It wise to wait for the right person
For the reason that life is too short to spend with the wrong one.

Waiting has a purpose, secretive yet good.
Remember, flowers does not blossom in a day's span
Rome was not built in a night's span
A life grows in the womb for nine months.
Great love grows steadily over a lifetime.

Most good things in life take a long time, my friend
They are all worth waiting for, indeed.
Waiting requires a lot of things...
Faith, courage, as well as patience and hope

Eventhough waiting guarantees nothing,
One cannot imagine after all, that God in all His
wisdom,asks us to wait, for no essential reason.

I made this poem... because for me "building blocks" requires patience and faith. We are to build blocks in each day, whatever we do... Building the blocks of life should not be rushed or it will end up ruined or broken...

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Soldat of life

I guess the week has passed over, so I will have to close this now, 4 participants have posted so it's not quite enough to send out a prize, saddly. I hope the next POTW will have more activity.

Reason for not coming earlier: I'm working my head off at my job and I got lots to take care of elsewhere...

I should try to make another POTW soon enough, Raja_psyche, could you please PM me your ideas? By the way, all of your entries were very nice, but as always, aiming higher next time is best

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