poetryfest

All poems will be posted on this network. Over 95,000 unique visitors a day. The winning poem will have their poetry made into a movie. SPECIAL NOTE: Every single entry will get their poetry performed by a professional actor and made into a video.

The RULES are simple:

1. Write a POEM that’s about SOCIETY. Send it to this contest for $20 and it will be POSTED on this site guaranteed for 100,000s to see. Plus, every entry will get their poetry performed at the festival and made into a video. (you own all rights to this poem and whenever you want it taken down, send us an email).

2. Email your POEM to submission@festivalforpoetry.com in .pdf, .doc, .wpd, .rtf, or .fdr format or just cut and paste it into the body of the email.

3. SUBMIT as many poems as you like. One fee per poem entry.

4. The poem can be anything about SOCIETY. An event/situation about any SOCIETY in general.

5. PAY THE $20 SUBMISSION FEE. Guaranteed post on this network. Results to be emailed by September 10th.

Watch Recent Poems made into a MOVIE:

WATER!, Poetry by Sinjini Sengupta

WILDsound Festival

GENRE: Hope, Hurt, Philosophical, Relationships, Love, Nature

WATER! by Sinjini Sengupta

Here – I lend myself again. Here – I let myself vulnerable. Here – I offer myself to you.

To be used!

You like it; it is the way you wanted it.

I like it too, at first.

I don’t let myself think what comes next.

Because..?

Because, I know that all too well already.

No, it won’t change.

But then, who can stop me from thinking it would,

At least this one time?

And then, it comes. As it was always meant to do.

My wounds open, my heart bleed, my lungs feel gripped. I let you rip me off. My inside, my whole.

I break. I split into pieces, tiny and then tinier.

Here, I lose myself. Again.

And then, I see myself – in pieces so futile that no one notices. I can’t recognize myself.

In fact, it’s perhaps…

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~Unforgiving~, Poetry by K.L. Porter

WILDsound Festival

Genre: Dark, Angry, Hate.

~Unforgiving~ by K.L. Porter

Humbled forgiveness

Is of that which
thy cannot grant

For I do not posses
such ability of respect
to the type of creature
that I see in thee

Only god himself
or high end angels
close to the golden throne
may release such a gesture
from within thee

for such an effort
so great
may kill my being..
and for a child of
the witching damned
thy shalt not willingly
enter her fatality

I, a woman
of high morale
in contrast with
an illness
to which is unbalanced
slightly to the left
of sickness

Yet… I am more
humane than thee

Never seeing eye to eye

for this lady refuses
to stoop to such a distasteful level

where thee dwells and rots
in the slumber of life
fit for a rat such as thee

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Deadline: FREE POETRY…

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Gods Providence, Poetry by Lucille marais

WILDsound Festival

Genre: Society, Rhyme

Gods Providence by Lucille marais

Thy providence upholdeth,
For not my will but thine,
not what we know
or know not,
We trust
in his infinite wisdom, devine.

For thy kingdom ruleth over it all,
The wicked cannot hide,
Thy governance and thy hand,
hath turneth every tide.

Fallen, far from fear,
where feet have trod to and fro,
In thy sovereign hand and power,
‘Tis the season, for all to know.

For thy spirit is moving swiftly,
Transforming every kind
Woe to us
Lest one,
Lest one,
is left behind.

Thy power hath taken precedence
No other kingdom come,
The sons of God arising
No work of thine,
left, undone.

Only righteousness for thy glory
Resilient army for thy work,
For outside of thy will and way,
I, shall see it not.

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