Haiku Contest
Creator and Moderator: [Thunder Cid]
Contest Theme
There is no specific requirement. Just follow the standards of haiku.
Deadline
Closed
Rules
The Haiku must follow the traditional standards. For those who are not familiar with this style of poetry I suggest you look it up. A good reference site to use is http://www.wikihow.com/Write-a-Haiku-Poem
Submissions
Place all submissions at the bottom of the wiki under entries. I will allow 5 submissions per person.
Winners
The winners of the Haiku Contest will be chosen via public poll.
Awards
Awards will be given out to the top three finalist. A very special "Mods Award" will be given to one lucky person who impresses me the most.
Entries
1. [
Leb]
The Word Willingly
I said, "No," not "Please."
I was not a willing Leigh.
Rape became my fate.
2. [
Rice]
You
Twisting and churning,
My desecration and hatred festers,
Clawing and purring your name.
3. [
Rice]
GSR
Take aim and fire BANG love screamed.
Straight through the heart and out the other side,
I bet she didn't see that one coming?
4. [
Nioniel]
Definition Of
Insignificance
.
A word that hardly means that
She was ever loved.
5. [Leb]
Craving Apathy
Some days I am strong.
Some days I am weak. I would
prefer to just be.
6. [Leb]
Physical Evidence
Ring on her pinkie
that glares in a black-and-white
photograph. Engaged.
7. [Evolution X]
Backlit eyes
Back glare in darkness.
The world at your fingertips.
Slowly blinding you.
8. [Evolution X]
Lost Penny
Rolled beneath the couch,
among solitude and trash.
Where cold metal dies.
9. [Evolution X]
The descent
Pounding on the floor,
Starting treacherous slick slopes,
Sledge-hammers of hope.
10. [Evolution X]
Depth
Sometimes hope is bright,
but it is not a small speck,
but a distant sun.
11. [Evolution X]
Still standing
Misery and loss,
mayhem, war and pestilance...
Might never happen.
12. [Leb]
Poured Out My Heart, But Not the Sand in My Shoes
Sand in my shoes makes
walking with a heavy heart
harder. Pour it out.
13. [Rice]
War
Love cries 'this is War',
Bloodshed across the battle feild.
I laugh, then break.
13. [Rice]
Cynicism
Sweet, tasty, loathing,
Writhing in my hand - crush,
What a bitter end.
All entries from the last round can be viewed at Haiku Contest Archive
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