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Blackout Poetry Contest 2025
#1
#2
#3
He recognized God,
visions, dreams.
But was he an old man already?
Was he in heaven
and the earth beneath?
The sun, and the moon, and the lord.
#6
"You belong to me"
I thought with emotion.
He, for quite a while, had problems
I saw him once
I need to talk to someone
I'll say it to you
I believe that,
He sounds like a nice man.
The Decline
After her first song,
She finally yelled out, but it was silent.
This voice wasn't growling or something like real music.
It got quiet and stayed quiet.
Every word
It only meant something because it was brought back
It proved the power of words
Language could physically affect you
Cause it was proof
When people always talked only of symbols and government
He explained it all to me
He thought the best solution was to get everybody to believe
He had to be himself out of everybody.
#3
My throat felt dry,
a knot in the pit of my stomach.
Shaking my head happily,
My eyes
Met
You.
#4
Dear,
In the mornings I go for runs
and remember home.
The mist pours the white night
the scene has a touch of Tchaikovsky
whose work the world hands.
I was blessed each night
I remember the brightest and weakest might
when I return from my runs,
I am in keeping the spirit of this place.
I simply cannot bear it at all.
I feel my life already farther.
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