Contest [Issue 28] Halloween Poetry

[GoldRock 6,165]

Welcome, readers! Do you think you're able to manipulate language and structure in the fashion of a skilled poet? Can you craft a poem which is involving, sophisticated and original? If so. this contest is for you!

The task.

Write any sort of poem you want to. The only requirement is that it has to be related to both Tanki Online and Halloween. Poems that do not meet this requirement will not have a good chance of success.

The criteria.

 

- Quality of writing: How well is your poem written (in terms of language choices and themes)? Are there any grammatical errors? 
- Originality: Is there a unique idea or theme to your poem? Getting your entry in earlier may help in this respect!
- Structure: You can structure your poem in any way you wish to, but the best poems will have an organised and coherent layout!

 

The example.

This is a poem which I submitted for a similar contest held exactly a year ago, when I was not a Reporter:

 

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The Halloween Gold.

My friend, aurum potestas est,

Gold is power; but also much more,

A moment of chaos, a frenzied contest,

/////////   A dismissal of trivial score.  \\\\\\\\\

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/////////        A blood-chilling shriek,         \\\\\\\\\

/////////           The siren of hope!            \\\\\\\\\

/////////             Agile and sleek,            \\\\\\\\\

/////////       I charge down a slope…      \\\\\\\\\

 

Eluding a Freeze,

I weave through its domain,

Dodging with ease,

Victims bound in icy chains…

Up above! I suddenly start,

But too late; I hear a whine,

My wretched tank blasts apart,

A moment frozen in time. 

               

 

The reward.

1st place: 30,000 crystals.
2nd place: 20,000 crystals.
3rd place: 10,000 crystals.

 

Any other entries which are worthy of note may receive small consolation prizes of 5,000 crystals each.

 

Post your entries in this topic - you can ask me any questions related to this contest through PM. The deadline is the end of 21st November. Start writing!

[Raredust 454]

                                          The Day of Dread

 

                                            The deep of the night surrounds my soul

                                              Wisps of wind haunt the eerie region.

                                     Shadows of tanks fade across the wintry ground

                                        All joys and healings are no longer shared.

 

                                              Yes, that day, when distrust unrolls;

                                                  The day when surroundings lie.

                                         All hope seems lost, and depression roams

                                         Happiness is controlled by pains and cries.

 

                                             Oh yes, that day, we hope will decay.

                                      Each year without fail, our lives are cursed.

                                            To bear it is the only available option,

                                                  Oh yes, that day, October 31st.

Edited November 4, 2014 by Raredust

[AngeIs.And.Demons 1,988]

By I.Epicness

 

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The isida that we rely upon

was evil ever since it was born

 she deceives us until dawn

until she turns into her true form

 

The railgun shoots

at the silver moon.

His human form 

is what's showing at noon.

 

The mammy tries

out of pain and loss

to speed past his allies

but then he comes across

The witch that flies,

upon her broom

casting curses

and spelling doom.

 

The black Viking scurries,

hisses and claws

through the graveyard walks his paws.

 

Edited October 31, 2014 by AngeIs.And.Demons

[Cook.My.Sock 269]

Reserved.

[Jtipt.The.Killer 196]

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Reserved

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[TriNitroToIuene 4,765]

Reserved

[richardbarrand 16]

Tankenstein

Tankenstein was misunderstood as he was a horrible sight

And many times that caused a fight

He stood at quite a big height

And defiantly was not light

He always pushed with all his might

All he wanted was to be hold tight

He was never right and wasn't polite

He gave everyone who saw him a fright

He had green skin which was bright

And never wore white

But only comes out on a spooky night

That night is ...

!TONIGHT!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

 

By RichardBarrand

Edited October 31, 2014 by richardbarrand

[SonicTemplar 10]

:Halloween Face:

[r_Firingsniper0 1,215]

Who said poems have to rhyme?

 

Poem title: hhh

 

 

At its head, the presence of a pleasant nurse,

Heals wounded warriors in midst of a war,

Is the hope of attackers and worn out defenders

Small that hope may be, she's on your side.

 

Flip its coin and the face shall turn;

The form of a vampire, at full moon, shall

Consume the life out of an enemy vehicle.

He shall be left with nothing, but death.

 

Now my fellow gentlemen, guess who on Earth

That may be? The true monster of Halloween.

Push aside the cheap costumes that cost nothing

to make; observe the eyes of a true evil figure.

 

Don't be beset with gloom, her eyes are as soft and

charming as you may think. The only way you shall

know her true self, is if you are released from the

poison called Love. But do not get me wrong.

 

Love is sweet as cherry liquor; but also bitter as

cocoa beans. Treated correctly, love is the most

wonderful thing in the whole universe. But be careful.

Know her true self before you make decisions. NOW!

[jazz20 1,181]

The Great Red Badge

by Jazz20

 

 

There once was a family of glorious tanks

Whose hopes were someday to go up in ranks

From recruit to generalissimo, they had twenty-nine goals

From flags to checkpoints, there was hope in their souls

 

But soon they realized that life was very tough

Colonels and Brigadiers and Marshals were rough 

They would joke and scoff and curse and mock 

When the family wanted friends, they only would block

 

So the family worked hard, day in and day out

Using boxes of power and drops of armor

When the gold was in sight, they would spring up and shout

"Grab the item that will give us the power!"

 

And so days became months and months became years

As each rank went by, each tanker changed gears

From Hunter to Hornet and from Hornet to Viking

Each player chose wisely to their own playful liking

 

And so flags were captured and areas secured

Each tanker gained experience from the battle they had endured

Friendships were made, and bonds were made stronger

Each tanker fought harder as each rank became longer

 

Tankers must remain true to themselves and to their comrade

As was seen among soldiers in the Battle of Stalingrad

For teamwork is key to ensure glorious victory

Each flag capture and kill would go down in history 

 

And so the day finally came when the family had done it 

Fatal errors and brutality not once made them forfeit

With the burn of a firebird and the force of a smoky 

They finally earned the award of awards: The Great Red Badge!

Edited November 16, 2014 by jazz20

[lordmostafa 3,821]

Good luck!

[abdullahtss 5]

r

[DarthvaderjonGTR 615]

Halloween In Tanki

 

Hues of blue descended,

A shade of white glow.

Light faded, gloom surrounded,

Letting my fear show.

Obscured by the darkness, tanks rumbled along,

Waiting for the moment to strike.

Echoing around the arena , an eerie siren's song,

Enchanted both tankers and ghosts alike.

Never had there been such a peaceful calm,

Impending the falling gold.

Nevertheless they did no harm,

Taunted by the unending cold.

Anticipation hung, the silence rung,

Nothing dared to budge.

Keen projectiles whizzed, flaming turrets frizzed,

Icy frostings judged.

The parachute descended slowly,

Cargo shaped like a dumpling.

Sharp and quick dashed a smokey,

Intent on ensnaring the pumpkin.

I watched in despair,

Loosing all my hair,

As the turrets of destruction took aim.

Thus ended this unfortunate affair,

Bombarded with fire, I was overcame.

So never be unaware,

Of the perils of this wretched game.

Edited November 19, 2014 by DarthvaderjonGTR

[r_I.Truth0 1]

Reserved

[Gangham_Style 213]

Error

Edited November 4, 2014 by Gangham_Style

[shnabrat 0]

A tank is...

 

A shaft is a ghost

Silent, scary.

 

A wasp is a skeleton

Frail and nimble

 

A mammoth is a yeti

Heavy and powerful

 

An Isida is a vampire

Feeding on the other's blood

 

A firebird is a dragon

Short-sighted, but no less dangerous

[TriNitroToIuene 4,765]

Halloween

 

 

 

The time has come to pick up your wands and brooms,

Because this festival is going to spell your doom,

So, I'm warning you, start to prepare,

For a blood-chilling, evil midnight scare.

 

No matter how many repair kits you purchase,

You'll never find a way out of the haze,

Those hidden Shafts are coming for you,

They'll attack when you don't have a clue.

 

You'll wander alone in the dark,

Nor Hornet, nor Hunter, no hull will make a mark,

And ghosts are watching, hidden from view,

Waiting to recruit another into their numbers - you.

 

Finally, the spookiness drowns you in its deluge,

Your Mammoth can never find a place of refuge,

You desperately shoot your Railgun into the sky,

But its taken as a sign of saying goodbye.

 

When pumpkins fall from the the air,

All gone are the signs of despair,

A herald of the symbol of prosperity,

The duty is discharged with utmost sincerity.

 

When the night has passed, and the chill is past,

But this spooky festival has not breathed its last,

It's good that it's going while you're in this state,

Now you just have to sit and wait.

Edited November 4, 2014 by TriNitroToIuene

[tankmaster889 8]

                                                                                                Darkness

 

                                                                      They said I would never amount to nothing,

                                                                                 They think I am a fool.

                                                                       But they don't know nothin' 'bout me, 

                                                                        If they knew, the witches will drool.

 

                                                                              Halloween is the time of year,

                                                                       When tanks come and kill but instead they fear,

                                                                          But when flags get captured and tanks get banned,

                                                                                  That's when the darkness leers.

                                                                                  

                                                                                     Tanks wait for the chance to rise out of the ashes,

                                                                                                Looking for the chance to strike,

                                                                                         But when tanks come to scare each other,

                                                                                         They have to choose between the ones they like.

                                                                                           

                                                                                                   Jack-o-lanterns come out from the heavens,

                                                                                                Then tanks don't care to go to bed at eleven,

                                                                                                     They fight but they don't realize it's just a game,

                                                                                                       One of them will make the world remember your name.

[greyat 2,972]

Godmode_ON

 

He was there before the sun shone on dawn.

A cold, desolate day October 31st did fall on.

In the midst of war, 1916 was the year.

In the midst of men, a massive red tank did steer.

The enemy, seeing, fell back with shouts of fear.

Through their ranks, the mammoth red tank did shear.

 

Since then, he has prowled on the edge of night.

Enemies of man, the huge red tank did smite.

Smart were those, who decided to flee.

For fear drew him surely as honey draws a bee.

 

Many enemies the red tank did make.

Always plotting a way to make him break.

Over time their triumphs did sum.

Till one day, the red tank did fail to come

And sally forth to vanquish all his foes.

His rule, his foes did overthrow.

 

He reappeared, with a savage ferocity.

All dead, were those against which he held animosity.

 

Weaker now the massive red tank did seem.

His foes, sensing this introduced a final scheme.

 

“Smart Cooldowns”, a light feather, that

finally broke the red tank’s back.

Edited November 2, 2014 by greyat

[Matt1200 0]

The Fateful Night

 

The story I’m about to tell you is very sad

Though some people might take me for mad

This tale will give you quite a fright

Because all this happened on Halloween Night

 

A revered tanker equipped with Smoky

Though his voice was quite croaky

Wasp was his ultimate preferred hull

With this combo, he was a very frightening mole

 

So skilled, a fight was never lost

His fame so large, his path was never crossed

One night though, this was about to change

A new rival was crossing his range

 

During his last fight, it started swell

His army was doing fine, before their hero fell

They were pushing the enemy back

Before their offense started to crack

 

This new rival started to rise

To collect his long awaited prize

Blasting away enemies he started to go

Smashing away tanks, to and fro

 

Finally arriving at the place

Soon to be over, this horrifying race

A circle of tanks gathered around

To watch one of them go to the ground

 

Both tanks full of skill

Though the junkyard one will fill

In the end the rival won

Alas this day was no fun

 

Now do you take me for a mad

Because now you know why I’m sad

I regret that day I made

My brother’s fame really fade

 

By Matt1200

 

Edited November 2, 2014 by Matt1200

[Truthteller 4,204]

Good luck to all entering 

[xX_CID_Xx 1,484]

That Godmode_ON eye
in midnight battle
fly with the THUNDER m3
adjacent to his MUed MAMMY
scared and skilled tankers
dodge his vision.
None tanker not see what they might.
We started creating Halloween Map.
Not knowing that it will be fatal match
We bravely enter the BATTLE and RING……
TANKER HAS TAKEN ENEMY FLAG!!

We stayed with a strong and mighty tanks.
Drugging and little drops we hope to boost the fund
from this daring plan imagined in these little rank.
BoOoOoM!! We are greeted with a LOYAL TANK
extending to our 31% goodie sale.
The lights go off, we back to wobbling drive!!
 MINES EXPLODE, others SHOUTED!!

GOLDBOX siren howl and unfriendly things give us a bump.
It’s Halloween! Semyon Kirov screams as

we click RED X for exit and we ended our battle

with RAPIDLY BEATING HEART and we said

HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!

 

 

 

So keep enjoy the goodies and

HAPPY HALLOWEEN To YOU!!!

By ~

Edited November 2, 2014 by xX_CID_Xx

[Promissory 569]

~Le reserve~

[Real_Uchiha_Sasuke 189]

 

And so the day of Halloween arrives

Isida comes , dashing from a side

Scaring the old mammoths sight

Though the blood was fairly bright,

Isida eyes never met his eyes

 

Just taking lifes from his two large fangs

And humbly waiting for her to show her sight

Now it was coming down like an angel of Earth

Suddenly a bright Excalibur sight too brght for the isida came out of nowhere

 

The ralgunner took everything it can

taking  away isidas precious soul

Now isida knew how hard it was to get the Halloween box right from the start

She was a hunter ready to be prayed

And so the hallowen ends when the goldbox were taken by a rusty rail

 

From - Uchiha

Edited November 2, 2014 by Real_Uchiha_Sasuke

[Real_Uchiha_Sasuke 189]

 

And so the day of Halloween arrives

Isida comes , dashing from a side

Scaring the old mammoths sight

Though the blood was fairly bright,

Isida eyes never met his eyes

 

Just taking lifes from his two large fangs

And humbly waiting for her to show her true forms

Now it was coming down like an angels of Earth

Suddenly a bright Excalibur sight too brght for the isida out of nowhere

 

The ralgunner took everything it can

taking  away isidas precious soul

Now isida knew how hard it was to get the Halloween box right from the start

She was a hunter ready to be prayed

 

From - Uchiha