17 April 2008

Third Place - Teen Poetry Contest

The letter was left unaddressed.
A snow-white stampless envelope.
Unmailed; all concentrated hope.
For sealed forever's often best.

It's placed and locked inside the drawer,
It still yellows; not given thought,
Passed unnoticed more oft' than not.
This desk is not used anymore.

But now as thunder shakes the room,
The lock is turned on that same drawer;
and memories from the note do pour.
Contented silence beyond rain's gloom.

written by Marielle, Indian Hills High School

Second Place - Teen Poetry Contest

The World

A wimper
A cry
A scream
Silence . . .

Listen to this endless Void
Your scream of emptiness
All alone
Fading . . .

Existing in nothing
Living in a lie
There is Nothing more
Hiding the Truth

How quaint
Hearing the story of heaven and Hell
When it's already obvious
You are burning away . . .

Striving for nothing
Life is meaningless
Holding onto fleeting illusions
So hurting, so wanting . . .

The world gathers around
Empty faces, hollow eyes
Death everywhere
How strange, hear them scream of uniqueness

Walk, jog, run, sprint
How funny
You can never escape
Endless eyes watching, and watching . . .

Run Away! Hide Away!
Until you finally die
From hollow eyes, empty souls
Running into darkness . . .

Weep, sob. Why are you crying?
Hiding away in the darkness
Crying in that corner
All alone, with empty strings pulling and pulling

Your final scream
Your cry of freedom
Your shout of difference
Oops! Too late

You are already dead
Walking with empty eyes
Hollow strings tugged tighter
Laughing, laughing, such a quaint smile

Search and find
Oh! There's another one
Let's heart it scream
Let's let it Die once more . . .

This is what was lost
This is the truth

Welcome to
Our beautiful world . . .

written by Kevin, Indian Hills High School

First Place - Poetry Contest

T. S. Eliot

It's like when you're sleeping,
Though you're partly awake,
Dreaming a dream that
You want to escape.

But you just don't know how.
We all don't. Don't understand.

So this is my life:
Stuck between the conscious
And the oblivion.
The grip is so entrancing.

You are falling and not feeling,
Downward into the black tornado,
You know you're alive, but
Something in you has died.

You must keep trying.
You will fail, but you must. We all must.

And then you wake up
With a jump you'll regret,
Wishing you were back again,
Back were you might have been before.

He walks forward from
The light into your darkness.
He, like you, is alone.
He speaks slowly, pausing,
Recalling the forever embedded.
His are glassy, his pupils dilated.
He blinks, takes a deep breath,
And asks the question no one will answer.

Where is the life
We have lost in living?

written by Justin, Indian Hills High School

NLW Poetry Contest

Congratulations to the winners of the Franklin Lakes Public Library's first Teen Poetry Contest!
Justin, a freshman at Indian Hills High School, received First Prize: a $50 American Express Gift Card.

Kevin, a sophomore at Indian Hills High School, received Second Prize: a $25.00 Starbucks Gift Card.

Marielle, a sophomore at Indian Hills High School, received Third Prize: a $25.00 Starbucks Gift Card.

The Teen Poetry Contest was part of the celebration of National Library Week 2008.

At Franklin Lakes Public Library and area schools, teens were given a contest entry form and encouraged to create original poems or song lyrics. We received 11 awesome poems or songs, and three winners were chosen. Copies of the winning entries can also be found in the library. Thank you so much to all the teens who submitted entries for this contest - It made the job of choosing just three winners very difficult for the judges! Thank you for your participation.