Contest Winners :

October 2002 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

A loving talking moon:

One day I was sitting all alone and the night was about to meet the dawn,
I felt like looking at the sky when the moon
was there so shy. The moon was lonely like I was and the dark sky was the cause,
of his loneliness and his sadness.

And on earth, I was close to madness as loneliness was about to drive me insane,
I was all alone with my deep pain so I felt that the moon had a feeling just like mine,
and I thought talking to the moon was just fine....

I didn't expect an answer to any word I said, I was in a state of trance,
I was almost dead. So I started by playing these chords,
and these were my said words... "I am sad and desperate my friend,
today, I saw my love coming to an end. My friend left me and went away,
I'm lost, I can't find my way.

Then I stopped talking and felt really better.
After, to the moon I had delivered this simple letter,
but I heard someone talking to me, but there was no one, no one to see!

So I looked up to the sky, and there was the moon so shy,
Saying…"Don't be afraid, don't bother, I'm your friend , I am your brother.."

Then we started talking together, neglecting the time, neglecting the weather...

The Moon: "I can feel every word said by you, don't be surprised, my words are true,
I have lived the same situation, I have failed in my love relation...
I fell in love with the sun, the prettiest star I’ve ever seen.

She was so kind, and I was a young loving teen, happy for her love, I really was.
And for my happiness she was the cause, but days changed my entire life,
when she refused to be my wife, She said that we couldn't stay in the same place.

With that eclipse of only one day, I could see her face,
as our marriage will eliminate the human race, and earth will be lost in the wide space.

The day and night will disappear forever, I'm sure that she was really clever.
So, I gave my happiness to you and your race, As I said goodbye to her beautiful face...
And every day I see apart of her face as I turn, But that is not enough for me as I always burn,
Oh my god I am sorry human, I must go!

The sun is coming and you surely know, but I ask you to search for the love you need,
to have a tree, you must plant a seed.

And then the moon disappeared and the sun came, so I looked at her and said the moon's name,
and I walked all alone again, starting to forget my pain, wondering if it was a dream that I’ll forget soon,
or if I really saw a loving talking moon?

By: Ahfmed Sudany, Alexandria Egypt (English translation)©2002

November 2002 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

That is just you, my heart beat, which I call her:

Whatever my feeling is I can’t forget someone, someone who gave me something, something I was in need for.

It’s a heartbeat or maybe life, all I can say is that I can’t live without her, it’s a real feeling but suddenly I feel its far.

When I remember she is far the world becomes dull, I know it’s hard to say but I wish she weren’t true, so that I could've forgotten her and turn to my loneliness.

I should ask that is it to much, to be with someone who I care for? Now… no doubt that life consists of two, yet both of them are making my heart slow.

The first is a hope that can never become true, and second is feeling frustrated as I already do, but whatever my feeling is I can’t forget someone.

Someone who gave me something, something I am in need for, but its like I am used to my hope never coming true.

That is just you, my heart beat, which I call her.

By: Osman Ashraf Farag, Giza Egypt (English Translation)©2002

December 2002 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:
(Ms.Destiny's Favorite Winning Poet !)

Whispering Endlessly:

Like the ocean is my love...like the first morning light, dancing with the garden flowers, like the early spring breeze, like the sun, my love ...now it's dark night & a light coming from a far window, I can see you in my heart.

Looking at me from the light, I feel you whispering to me... Aren't you longing to meet? My eyes blink, and your in them when I open my eyes.

There is the darkness of the night, & a shadow from far, waving goodbye to my lone soul. The color of the sky is sad, reminding me of the goodbye.

Goodbye...no come to me, come let our destiny & time disolve into one long hug. Togetherness sailing beyond time. Forgetting tomorrows, come to me.

I can hear the echoe in the sky...whispering endlessly.

You to me, me to you, I will go on my way now. The wind is calling me from afar, from the darkness, my path is long & I can see the early morning light, stealing the stars from the sky...like your eyes to my soul.

I have to keep going on my way, alone again, though she is there, waiting, whispering to me endlessly !

By: W. AlSolmon, Bahrain; Gulf of Arabia (English Translation)©2002

January 2003 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

Love's First Kiss:

Love's first kiss one fallen grace, braced in love's first hold, as seasons change, nature's green to gold, words whispered upon glass petals of life.

Moments passed, heavenly delight, secret thoughts slipping from my tongue, dreams brought to hearts of the innocent and young.

Trading glances at love's close distance, breath taken away for only an instant, and Spring's first buds begin to shine, to bloom, to grow, to be only mine.

You fill this moment with passionate bliss, and with that, you steal love's first kiss.

By: Emily Stewart, USA; Lincoln NE ©2003

February 2003 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

Once Again:

Once again well here I am, feeling alone. Lost my best friend, to a man. Get a call every now and then.

Has a baby and doing what she can. Lost my pet, to the good Lord's hands, loved and cared at five years old. Came so sudden, without any plans. I hurt so much, it was uncontrolled. Got seperated and moved out, to his own place downtown.

Not here in the morning, nor at night. Try not to show it, but I know deep down something burning inside, trying to ignite.

Left my boyfriend because he's an ars, played another girl for a good laugh. I know in my mind, this too will pass.

Just need totake a time and a half. My brother the only guy I have left now, just got a new girlfriend I have never met. She took him away and I have no clue how.

Now I am starting to get very upset. My ex boyfriend called, not too long ago and he talked and talked as beign drugged on dope. He quit school and now has hit a new plateau. He has certainly reached a high.

By: Reba Plante, Ontario Canada; ©2003

March 2003 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

God will reward you richly:

Your words of encouragement, if not for your encouragement & advice I wouldn't have been able to learn any good thing in life.

You have shown me so many things, you have been playing the role of a father in my life, how can I say thank you?

If not for what you've beenteaching me, I wouldn't have had the priviledge to learn what I have learnt from you.

Thanks for all your encouragement and love towards me. I appreciate it. Continue your love towards me & God will reward you richly.

By: Mike A. Ekata, Nigeria; ©2003

April 2003 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

It's My Fault:

I know it's my fault she's turning 13, a friend to me.

Her world I finally begin to see.

I couldn't see the pain in her mind. I can't understand how I was so blind.

The days of torture, the put downs, despair.

It seemed like no one even cared. A drunk for a father, a drug adict too.

My head was spinning, what could I do? Now my heart is filled with hate that she is leaving, now it's too late.

I feel helpess and empty inside, for now she is gone and plenty I've cried.

Inside my head I scream with fear. What runs down my cheek is a silent tear.

But now, all I can do is pray. Pray that she's okay.

Hoping to hear from her still to this day. Year's have passed, I've started to heal.

Though the feelings inside will always be sealed. From now till even when I'm an adult.

I still always feel that it is my fault.

By: Angela Hunt, USA, Michigan; ©2003

May 2003 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

Life Is Death:

Life can grow old as time passes. Time that passes away waiting for no man.

No man can afford to be left behind in the world. The world turning as time passes and the clock ticks as life goes on.

Every thing that means life is coming to pass like birth, growing up, succeeding, failing, misstakes, recognizing, observing, and the ultimate fate of death.

Death it is life within itself. Death being a part of life to deal with .

By: R.Woods, USA Chicago; ©2003

June 2003 Monthly Winner of my Passion Poetry Award:

Stupid Studies:

Stupid studies, stupid tests, we hear about them all. Our government it pays enough to buy a shopping mall. These studies from the PHD's now is what we know.

They are approved from way up high but paid from those below. Who cares if someone snores real loud, just get a different room. But don't spend all that money there when poverty does loom.

Cancer sure is plaguing us but most we can prevent. If we don't smoke and exercise alot we can circumvent. It doesn't matter not to me my relatives were apes. I got some that I know right now this fact I won't debate. These studies that we hear of now and hear of every day are fine as long as I don't have my taxes them to pay.

By: John H. Cary, USA Georgia; ©2003