[ShadyBro]

Owner: x
Name: Pierre
Gender: Male
Post: x

Ohh I like this one <3 Its rare that I do any sort of patterning in the mane.

Im looking for some poetry this time around. To make it more interesting, the poetry needs to be from the point of view of the viscet! There are no limits regarding the poetry, and as long as its not just plain writing, any type goes! But remember, Ill be judging quality and creativity, not how long/short/pretty it is.

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Username:
Name:
Gender:
Poetry:

- Prettying is great (simple, not flashy)
- One art piece max
- No other extras allowed
- No word limit

Ending Date: 6/10/16

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[cvpidxpng]

Username: RainbowPitbull
Name: Hercules
Gender: Female
Poetry:
This name
meant for a god
placed on a female
a female that was a fraud
She played us like a fool
pretending she was sick
but she robbed us of our jewels
laughing in out faces as she throws an expensive Picnic

(Shes a theif, o3o)

[gp5]

Dropping ;w;

[DragonGlitch]

ress! I love poetry <3

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

ᴛᴇɴʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇsᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀʙᴏʏs


Pɪᴇʀʀᴇ. Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: ᴍᴀʟᴇ.


Hello, hello visitor
Please come inside
I take a bow, raise my hat
How are you tonight?

My home be your home
And my chair be yours
Sit down, have a seat
While I close the door

Your silhuette waiting
For me in the room
Makes me want to smile
And my heart to bloom

As I come back to you
And do take a seat
I fear you could hear
My heart's every beat

I see you brought cookies
And even some tea
All of it self-made
You say, just for me

You laugh as I tell you
How my day has been
And tell me, vice versa
The things you have seen

I say that you're beautiful
And you blush so sweet
And I feel it happening
My heart skipped a beat

Oh my dear Sonya
it's really a shame
That we call it friendship
But who is to blame?

I wish I could tell you
Those secrets of mine
How I want you right here
No matter the time

Oh sweet sweet madame
If you only knew
What you do to my soul
And how much I love you

[Yodel]

Username: misswarrior123
Name:
Gender:
Poetry:

[crackerbox_palace]

Mark to see the winner, though I love poetry contests!

[Ravenshadow17]

Username: Ravenshadow17
Name: Turmeric
Gender: Male
Poetry: a haiku

Turmeric the spice
Orange and giver of life
A bright heart opens

Art: WIP

[G1 Sunstreaker]

pullin out for ten bc wow ten totally should get this bab

[Bunny!!]

Username: horse lover~ ur bff
Name: Basta
Gender: Male
Poetry:

✖♥Heart of Gold♥✖

Heap up a maiden's lap with gold;
The joys of love thou must impart,
Wouldst thou e'er see those joys unfold.
The voices of the throng gold buys,
No single heart 'twill win for thee;
Wouldst thou a maiden make thy prize,
Thyself alone the bribe must be.
If by no sacred tie thou'rt bound,
Oh youth, thou must thyself restrain!
Well may true liberty be found,
Tho' man may seem to wear a chain.
Let one alone inflame thee e'er,
And if her heart with love o'erflows,
Let tenderness unite you there,
If duty's self no fetter knows.
First feel, oh youth! A girl then find
Worthy thy choice,--let her choose thee,
In body fair, and fair in mind,
And then thou wilt be blessed, like me.
I who have made this art mine own,
A girl have chosen such as this
The blessing of the priest alone
Is wanting to complete our bliss.
Nought but my rapture is her guide,
Only for me she cares to please,--
Ne'er wanton save when by my side,
And modest when the world she sees;
That time our glow may never chill,
She yields no right through frailty;
Her favour is a favour still,
And I must ever grateful be.
Yet I'm content, and full of joy,
If she'll but grant her smile so sweet,
Or if at table she'll employ,
To pillow hers, her lover's feet,
Give me the apple that she bit,
The glass from which she drank, bestow,
And when my kiss so orders it,
Her bosom, veil'd till then, will show.
And when she wills of love to speak,
In fond and silent hours of bliss,
Words from her mouth are all I seek,
Nought else I crave,--not e'en a kiss.
With what a soul her mind is fraught,
Wreath'd round with charms unceasingly!
She's perfect,--and she fails in nought
Save in her deigning to love me.
My rev'rence throws me at her feet,
My longing throws me on her breast;
This, youth, is rapture true and sweet,
Be wise, thus seeking to be blest.
When death shall take thee from her side,
To join the angelic choir above,
In heaven's bright mansions to abide,--
No diff'rence at the change thoult prove.

Wow, okay, good luck everyone, I hope I win my first viscent!