Coldplaying Giveaways 2016!

[Guest diogo_sg]

Here's my entry. Hope you like it ;)

 

 

In a technicolor dream

A story was once told.

No secrets were there to be seen,

No lies were there to be told.

This is how it goes:

 

Sitting on a roof, somebody said:

"Does anyone have proof that there's good out there?"

Then, a lightning striked, the sky it teared,

And an angel's choir readily declared:

"It is clear to see that there's good in the world.

Have you not seen the way that these waters roll?

Witness this life and its crazy design;

I'll take you by the hand and make you feel alive."

And, in a symphony of light,

They went shooting across the sky.

 

But before you ask:

"Was there always such delight?"

I'll inform you that there wasn't; there was also a dark night:

Claws of pain just too strong to tame,

Rivers of tears, flooded by a million fears.

Keeping life inside is too hard when you cry.

But pray, for one day you'll see a light on

And love will hear your call.

 

There was also a savage while:

Once upon a time, there was a rebellion of the light;

Two sides, two poles that fight; one for the dark and one for the sparks.

Glowing in the deep night, watching you like crocodiles,

Forming flaming waterfalls, spray-painting every teardrop.

Aim your arrows and never stop!

One day the sun will rise up again

And morning will burst the clouds, amen.

 

History tells the craziest stories:

About witches and spells (and rebel yells);

Kings who swept through recycled battles;

Mysterious ghosts by the gateways of heavens;

Lovers who wrote postcards and letters.

Is there a way to this dream escape

And become an escapist while lying awake?

 

Before all the madness, where were we going?

Into uncertainty, in tidal waves floating;

Hoping to know where we stand in the sea of faces.

Take a breath and take a step,

See the world in white or black,

Fix someone or make them talk,

Or go somewhere you've been before.

 

Standing on the edge of a bridge,

Begging and pleading for a single kiss,

A body with strength, a mind with peace;

If only she knew how much he missed her lips.

Consumed by anger and deadly revenge,

He wanted a smile upon his face.

So God said to him: "That you can't have,

But I can still take you back to the start."

 

So here we are now in this wooden house

Looking at the stars after sundown.

It's a beautiful world of love and hate;

Come out of the water, get driven away.

Parachutes and spiderwebs fall from above,

And you hear a voice singing: "Believe in Love".

 

This is how the story went; hope you enjoyed the tale.

There's so much more to add, but I'll leave it for another day.

It's the story of a band better known as Coldplay.

[Maslina]

wow [uSER=101247]@diogo_sg[/uSER] you really did a big job, you're good... i admire you :) :arobtth::ghoststories::gs::mx::parachutes::viva::x&y:

[Guest diogo_sg]

wow [uSER=101247]@diogo_sg[/uSER] you really did a big job, you're good... i admire you :) :arobtth::ghoststories::gs::mx::parachutes::viva::x&y:

Thank you so much! You're really sweet and you just made my day! It did take me a while to finish and I have to say I'm very happy with it ;D

[gerben]

My poem:

 

Title: A Head Full of Dreams

 

Sometimes we lie awake at night

Entangled in our own minds

A confusing inspiration

The dire need for clarity

 

Why don't we cherish this moment

Let our minds take us where it wants to go

And follow sheepishly

Into the Technicolour Abyss

 

I want rest!

I want peace!

Dead, is another idea

And that is another idea

 

Roam free unrestricted by reason

Twist and turn not in bed sheets

But in wicked ideas

Let them devour you

 

Until all that is left

Is the awaiting kiss

Of the darkened night

On the lightened mind

[grids]

Awesome! More poems coming in, Coldplayers! This would be the last giveaway so make the best poem of all time :D

[alisbe]

Here it is my poem :)

 

Four years

 

I was an odd one out

Music was just that

There was n't a meaning behind it

And there wasn't something extraordinary

 

But in the blink of an eye I was in Paradise

Watching and listening to for the first time

Discovering a hidden treasure

That was telling me hope isn't lost

 

I kept that chest

With albums full of memories,

Photos of my biggest dreams,

And videos of how I think the future looks like

 

Four years have passed

I've met new friends

I've got what I deserved

I've seen life in its full bright side

 

Now, new dreams are coming

Some friends say April will change my life

And I tell them

My life has changed since four years ago

[grids]

Nice! :)

[Sheila Salaberry]

"Intoxication Of Bliss"

By: Sheila Salaberry

 

You were here all along,

Hidden in plain sight,

Your music is magic,

it makes everything alright.

 

through a stroke of luck,

A shooting star,

out of the muck,

It takes me floating afar.

 

Adventure of a lifetime,

It awakened my senses,

It drew me in further,

taking my vision,

to a whole new dimension.

 

I've discovered within me,

your music is riveting.

,

If you ever should part ways,

I need not be afraid,

your melodies won't leave me,

for they've topped the charts!

 

Most important to me,

They are legendary in my heart!

[iamsue]

Diogo, you are a genius!

[Guest diogo_sg]

Diogo, you are a genius!

Haha! I don't know about that :P Thank you so much. Very glad you like it ;)

[grids]

Great job! More Coldplay poems coming in guys! You can submit until Monday, 28th March at 11.59pm GMT

[I ran away]

Borrowed Time

 

A hot air patchwork art balloon

floats across horizons too azure

Balloon bursts out into a million colours

Bubbles raining down

Your lines, so pure

 

And still the sky was so blue

And still your words became true

And still you landed, softly as a feather does

 

Like a promise of a careless hour

I close my eyes and begin to see

Like a pure and sudden shower

Deep blue eyes and the deep blue sea

 

And then

 

Balloons rise up at the horizon

Up and up they go

Until they are too small to be perceived

On tape and yet alive I hear you breathe

 

In the sky of my mind not a single cloud

Maybe life passes by,

can't hear it, music too loud

Here I lie on my own

in a peace unknown

in my tranquil, serene and separate sky

 

Fast forward through an age of sorrow

Those deep recesses of the nighttime

From you I borrow the tomorrow

The road trip of a lifetime

 

And though the sky was so true

And though your words became blue

Still I landed, softly as a feather does

 

Pure cathartic liquid drops

A sky that gently weeps

On we roll between life's traffic stops

In the city that never sleeps

 

And then

 

Balloon touches down before my eyes

Life's most colourful incarnation

And for the first time I realize

Not a figment of my imagination

You are real

 

On my mind's horizon not a single cloud

Now whoever gives my guesthouse a gentle knock

I welcome them in where the music is loud

You made me the comma, not the full stop

 

And when too many crowd that room

I step outside and board a balloon

and up and up and up I fly

to be on my own

and in a peace unknown

find that tranquil, serene and separate sky

[iamsue]

Borrowed Time

 

A hot air patchwork art balloon

floats across horizons too azure

Balloon bursts out into a million colours

Bubbles raining down

Your lines, so pure

 

And still the sky was so blue

And still your words became true

And still you landed, softly as a feather does

 

Like a promise of a careless hour

I close my eyes and begin to see

Like a pure and sudden shower

Deep blue eyes and the deep blue sea

 

And then

 

Balloons rise up at the horizon

Up and up they go

Until they are too small to be perceived

On tape and yet alive I hear you breathe

 

In the sky of my mind not a single cloud

Maybe life passes by,

can't hear it, music too loud

Here I lie on my own

in a peace unknown

in my tranquil, serene and separate sky

 

Fast forward through an age of sorrow

Those deep recesses of the nighttime

From you I borrow the tomorrow

The road trip of a lifetime

 

And though the sky was so true

And though your words became blue

Still I landed, softly as a feather does

 

Pure cathartic liquid drops

A sky that gently weeps

On we roll between life's traffic stops

In the city that never sleeps

 

And then

 

Balloon touches down before my eyes

Life's most colourful incarnation

And for the first time I realize

Not a figment of my imagination

You are real

 

On my mind's horizon not a single cloud

Now whoever gives my guesthouse a gentle knock

I welcome them in where the music is loud

You made me the comma, not the full stop

 

And when too many crowd that room

I step outside and board a balloon

and up and up and up I fly

to be on my own

and in a peace unknown

find that tranquil, serene and separate sky

I Ran Away, what masterful poetry. Can I have an autographed copy before you become famous!! Someone PLEASE show this gorgeous piece of musical poetry to Coldplay!

[I ran away]

I Ran Away, what masterful poetry. Can I have an autographed copy before you become famous!! Someone PLEASE show this gorgeous piece of musical poetry to Coldplay!

Thank you, that's very kind of you :) Glad you liked it !

[iamsue]

Life's cruelty happens, yet, by design

Grace pours in

It's a very fine line

 

From within the spirit withers and wanes

Yet, alas! New dreams sprout

Easing the pain

 

Stewards of dreams, music in reams

There for earth and her people

Four kind men and their team

 

In sleep see her running where she lay

To a musical sanctuary

Who else, but Coldplay?

 

Her Paradise!

(Believe. Don't ever give up!)

[Guest diogo_sg]

Borrowed Time

 

A hot air patchwork art balloon

floats across horizons too azure

Balloon bursts out into a million colours

Bubbles raining down

Your lines, so pure

 

And still the sky was so blue

And still your words became true

And still you landed, softly as a feather does

 

Like a promise of a careless hour

I close my eyes and begin to see

Like a pure and sudden shower

Deep blue eyes and the deep blue sea

 

And then

 

Balloons rise up at the horizon

Up and up they go

Until they are too small to be perceived

On tape and yet alive I hear you breathe

 

In the sky of my mind not a single cloud

Maybe life passes by,

can't hear it, music too loud

Here I lie on my own

in a peace unknown

in my tranquil, serene and separate sky

 

Fast forward through an age of sorrow

Those deep recesses of the nighttime

From you I borrow the tomorrow

The road trip of a lifetime

 

And though the sky was so true

And though your words became blue

Still I landed, softly as a feather does

 

Pure cathartic liquid drops

A sky that gently weeps

On we roll between life's traffic stops

In the city that never sleeps

 

And then

 

Balloon touches down before my eyes

Life's most colourful incarnation

And for the first time I realize

Not a figment of my imagination

You are real

 

On my mind's horizon not a single cloud

Now whoever gives my guesthouse a gentle knock

I welcome them in where the music is loud

You made me the comma, not the full stop

 

And when too many crowd that room

I step outside and board a balloon

and up and up and up I fly

to be on my own

and in a peace unknown

find that tranquil, serene and separate sky

This is incredible! Fantastic job! :)

[iamsue]

Life's cruelty happens, yet, by design

Grace pours in

It's a very fine line

 

From within the spirit withers and wanes

Yet, alas! New dreams sprout

Easing the pain

 

Stewards of dreams, music in reams

There for earth and her people

Four kind men and their team

 

In sleep see her running where she lay

To a musical sanctuary

Who else, but Coldplay?

 

Her Paradise!

(Believe. Don't ever give up!)

Thanks for the likes, friends. It was just something I wrote quickly in bed.

[Sheila Salaberry]

Thanks for the likes, friends. It was just something I wrote quickly in bed.

More times than not those turn out to be the best poems, they sometimes just come to you with little effort, spoken naturally from the heart :)

[AMDB9]

@InMyHarveytown, I don't know if you care or not, but this account posted your artwork

[grids]

Several hours left until this thread is closed! :D

[Sheila Salaberry]

Several hours left until this thread is closed! :D

So...the one with the most likes is the winner? Is that how it works ?

[EasySuperstition99]

Non Copus Mentis

 

Drenched in black

We were sober

Frayed strings, I shifted a bit

Head clear as a shattered mirror like the one that I poured myself in

The still air said it was over

 

Lion strides no

The terror is ever swelling in my eyes

And my body is seizing, shaking off my lies

The delusions I've drawn up in my mind

With a soaking stone pencil

I wasn't even there that night

 

The mourners all weep

And I decide to weep for me

Feeling of empathy for the family

But how could I? I let her

Away is all I can reply

Even then I choke and conjure doubt in my mind (the demons inside)

And the city smudges by through the ride

Pondering for a mile of a time

 

Lion strides no

The terror is ever swelling in my eyes

And my body is seizing, shaking off my lies

The delusions I've drawn up in my mind

With a soaking stone pencil

Was I there that night?

 

You were sleeping then

I started chanting until

I started saying I was slumbered

The middle man delivers death with no head or heart

That's how I was at the start

Then I ended up in this mess

 

 

This reflects my experiences listening to Coldplay songs like Trouble and We Never Change (the sad songs).

[grids]

Alright, here comes the winner of the third winner of Coldplaying Giveaways!

 

Once again, thank you very much for your submissions. We really appreciate your hardwork but unfortunately we need to choose one winner only.

 

And the winner is..

 

 

diogo_sg!

 

 

Congratulations! I'll pm you shortly! :)

[AMDB9]

Congrats!

[Sheila Salaberry]

Congratulations [uSER=101247]@diogo_sg[/uSER] :clap: well deserved, you did a great job with your poem!