Week 2: UnbornBuddha (0-1) vs. Tyson (1-0)- UNBORNBUDDHA WINS VIA NS
 

AOWL Season V, Week 2


SUMMARY OF RULES:

Verses are due
Monday at 11:59 p.m. Western / or Tuesday 2:59 Am Eastern / 7:59AM UK
There are NO extensions.

Verses MUST be a minimum 10 lines or a maximum of 48 lines (or 650 words).

Votes are due Thursday at 11:59 p.m. Western / or Friday 2:59 Am Eastern / 7:59AM UK. Failure to vote will result in automatic sign out for the next week.

All competitors must vote on THREE battles and post links/ references in the voting thread.

Read the full rules here!

TOPIC:
TBA

Good luck @UnbornBuddha @TYSON

Topic:
"In our lives, on average, we will be asleep for a total of 8,477 days. If we're lucky, some of that time will be sleeping next to someone we love."

In

“True love extends beyond death”

Gollum was a peculiar fellow,
He was born with horns and looked like a devil
All his life, he stayed away from the public at large
His existence was marked as a bad judgment from God.
In his youth, he tried hard to purify his body
But, ultimately even surgeons couldn’t redesign his body
His devilish features had neural connections to his brain.
And so, the essence of what he eventually became
Is a testament of the fate of how he walked- with unheavenly gait.

As Gollum aged, he accepted living in a polluted temple.
Nevertheless, gloominess enveloped his wounded vessel.
His keen curiosity for oddity soon developed,
The oddball sought love’s salvation among a putrid hellhole.
Working night shifts, his tired eyes had a hue of yellow
Jaundice like, it’s a miraculous wonder he was fine
I guess he was reinvigorated that one thunderous ominous night.

The moment he saw his beloved he went out of his mind
Literally, at first sight, the monster inside him came running by
Only to be quickly mummified by the coffin’s design.
He forsook the sanctity of the gravestone
Finally finding home in his soulmate’s bones.
Every day he’ll caress the cold skin of the love of his life,
Whispering onto her how he’ll soon summon her alive.
All the while, her form was kept from decay with formaldehyde,
A chemical that immortalizes that which was born to die.
The suppleness and the subtleness of everything she was
He thought he understood it all, just because
He’ll spend hours awed by her skeleton’s thoughts
Which are none, because obviously the dead are gone.
Gollum knew this but accepted the notion as flawed.
As you can see, love can bypass emotional laws
And physical needs, such as sleep, the human disease.
After all, we’re nothing but the sum of our beliefs.

To the hopeless romantics, love is the ocean and stars
That when we don’t have it starts eroding our blood.
Until, the day our heart breaks, knowing all along
That possessing what we love is akin to exorcism.
In a sense, Gollum’s necrophilia is our own mental sickness
Created because we shunned his likeness to our ancestor’s spirit,
His unforgettable hellish image is still segmented in us
Like genetic stitches that hold together our desolate lineage.