[7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge

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Subject: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Tue Jul 10 2007, 06:10

Welcome to the sixth Seven Before Seven challenge: a poetry challenge. This challenge will remain open until the end of the tournament (the week after DH is released).

This challenge is easy: write a poem, that details the downfall of either Harry Potter or Lord Voldemort (depending on which side you think will win). The poem should tell a story, from beginning to end.

Challenge: Write a poem that tells the story of the downfall of either Harry or Voldemort
Length: At least five stanzas - but there is no upper limit
Rhyming: Whichever rhyming style fits best

Points

1st place: 100 housepoints
2nd place: 80 housepoints
3rd place: 60 housepoints
Everyone who enters: 30 housepoints

Have fun, and Good Luck!

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Sat Jul 14 2007, 16:26

Well I did in a hurry so it's not my best, hopefully you'll like it

Another night in Godric's Hollow,
where the Potters were hiding,
to protect baby Harry,
from one horrible wizard.

Wormtail's betrayal uncovered their secret,
soon Voldemort was on his way,
A baby boy he had to murder,
it was a prophecy he had to destroy.

He found his destination,
darkness fell and the stars were out of sight,
he made his way,
and first murdered James.

Pleased he aimed for Harry,
but there was something n his way,
a mother's unconditional love was it's name,
sadly beatiful Lily was murdered too.

Voldemort was destroyed,
and baby Harry forever marked,
his mother had saved him,
but still, he had a scar.

From that day on,
war started in the wizard world,
and 17 years later,
the final battle has begun.

It took Harry long to get there,
so many events happening,
and some dreadful losses,
along the difficult way.

He finally made it,
he brought peace again,
Voldemort was dead,
the horrible war has come to an end.

Last edited by on Sun Jul 22 2007, 22:23; edited 3 times in total

Be forewarned this is the most random thing I've ever written lol. The title is a work in progress

Voldermort the lard

There once was an evil lord,
Who was unfortunately very bored.
He would try rather hard
But sadly for us he would become a bard.

On one cold night,
This lord seemed to bite.
The end result being a scar
To leave it's mark like a bar.

Eleven years later he returned
And came back to renew the burn.
Harry Potter though stood firm
And the evil lord just couldn't turn.

Each year that passed
He would try but failed at last.
The one with the mark
Had fought and finally won the bark!

How did this dark lord fail?
Well he just had to wail.
For he forgot one important thing,
That good people can always sing.

Their hearts are full of love
And they rise high above.
Where evil cannot reach
And Voldemort could never breach.

Seven horcruxes had been found
And each one had been bound.
There was no returning for this lord,
Once the boy had soared.

First his friends would gather near
And attack him high and clear.
It seemed they would not win
But then the tides turned with a spin.

Strength in numbers they had had
And the dark lord dropped just a tad.
In the end only one would stand
And unfortunately it wasn't the band.

Voldemort cried out,
The world was safe from the lout.
Harry Potter and his friends
Would live without bends.

And this story came to an end.

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Sun Jul 15 2007, 16:08

The Rise and Fall of a Dark Lord

It started with a one way love
Of a sad and lonely pure blood witch
On Tom Riddle did she potions ply
Soon his affections to her did switch

Married to a muggle and now with child,
The witch Merope cast her fate,
Believing in her heart of hearts
That Tom would choose to stay her mate.

But she was left heartbroken,
For her husband was quick to flee
She took her last tortured breath
As Tom Marvolo Riddle came to be.

Raised in an English orphanage
Young Tom became someone to fear
Strange powers did he seem to possess
His destiny drawing ever near

Dumbledore came to find him,
Weary of the dark haired lad,
He hoped that in the halls of Hogwarts
Riddle would turn out not to be so bad.

In the Slytherin towers he found his home,
Among other wizards he could command
He tracked down his muggle relatives
And soon they died by his hand.

Learning of horcruxes, he made a plan
Riddle, now Voldemort, would never die
Splitting his soul he would gaurantee
That he would never really say goodbye

Years later he turned up at Hogwarts
Where he claimed he longed to teach
But Dumbledore stared Tom in the eye
And did not believe his pious speech

What Voldemort did next is greatly unknown
But he gathered many faithful servants
His zealous followers, the Deatheaters
Were soon to be linked to dark events

Wanting to sieze power and control,
Voldemort emerged from rumor and shadow
Unleashing his tremendous magic,
He killed those that simply refused to bow.

The Order of the Phoenix faught against him
A brave few standing in his way
When Voldemort heard the prophecy
From Harry's destruction he did not sway.

But that night did not turn out as planned
For there's deep magic which he could not contend
Harry Potter, protected by love, did survive
And all celebrated Voldemorts assumed end.

Alive, but not living,
More thing than man.
Having split his soul,
he realized his plan.

Voldemort waited, suffered and schemed,
At last Quirrel blundered into his path
Two became one, and the dark lord was back
Intent on renewing his demented blood bath.

Once again Voldemort underestimated
And soon found Harry the victor once more
How could an eleven year old boy
Reduce the dark lord down to his core?

Over the years the two engaged in battles
Always Harry was able to emerge alive
But despite not having the prophecy
Voldemort suspected Harry must not survive.

The war began and lives were lost
The trio secretly went on their quest
Behind Voldemorts own back
Harry destroyed every horcrux without rest.

Voldemort continued his extermination
Of all those not worthy of his mention
Killing without mercy all who Harry loved
The loss of his horcruxes passed his attention

When the final showdown began
Not knowing he could die,
Voldemort paused before killing Harry,
Wanting to see the Boy Who Lived cry.

But in that precious moment
Harry saw his chance, at last, to win
He defeated the pompous wizard
And chucked his wand in the rubbish bin.

With the dark lords demise came a change
Harry and his friends had a chance to celebrate
Harry and Ginny, Ron and Hermione were married,
And Neville finally asked Luna out on a date.

Although Voldemort killed too many to count,
He could not kill one young man
The love of a parent, a friend or a lover,
Can overcome the darkest plan.

So gather closer to the fire
Ignore the cries that come from outside.
Voldemort is dead and gone
For good cannot evil abide.

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History of a Downfall

A boy was born, one cold rainy night,
His poor mother died at his birth.
Neglected as a child, he eventually decided
That he was different, and had far more worth.

He experimented on animals and hapless things,
Trying out the extent of his power.
All grew wary of this strange, quiet boy,
Who relished pain and all things dour.

As a child, mayhap he could still have been saved,
And so Dumbledore came to him with a choice.
At first the boy was afraid and untrusting,
But then he accepted, with a firm and docile voice.

At Hogwarts he excelled, a brilliant student,
He surpassed all with his charm and skills.
Loved and admired, he was convincingly innocent
And found scapegoats for all of his kills.

For Tom's Dark ways only worsened while at school,
With access to the knowledge he had thirsted for.
On the outside he was good, but his inside was Dark,
Riddle strived to be the most powerful wizard, and more.

He disappeared for a while, creating Horcruxes,
And learning more about immortality's price.
When he returned to Hogwarts, asking for a position,
Dumbledore turned him down in a thrice.

For Dumbledore gave up, realized it was too late,
Tom Riddle was irreversibly Dark.
When next he was seen, his name had changed,
Lord Voldemort was ready to make his mark.

He tried to kill Harry Potter when the boy was a babe,
But he failed, the spell rebounded.
Ten years it took him to regain some of his power,
When he failed to seize the Stone, he was quite astounded.

He tried with the Diary, a Portkey and such,
But no matter what he did to kill Harry,
Harry Potter had friends in high places and low,
And he was always on his guard, often wary.

Thus many years passed with Harry dodging death,
And Voldemort unable to die.
A prophecy foretold that neither could live if the
Other survived, the two were inexplicably tied.

In his seventh year, Harry hunted down
The leftover Horcruxes, destroying them one by one.
When at last he came face to face with Voldemort,
They fought a bitter fight, but! They were not done.

Voldemort screamed in frustration and anger
And felt not a pang of guilt.
He shot curses at Harry, but Harry fought back
Vowing that Voldemort would be killed.

A spell rebounded, and this time it did not miss,
Voldemort was invincible no more.
To kill him the spell took no longer than most,
And he died in the Great Hall, amid the ruins and gore.

Harry stood over him, but could not enjoy the victory,
So many of his loved ones had perished.
He ran into his friends' arms, and decided never again
To use the Killing Spell Voldemort had so relished.

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Thu Jul 19 2007, 23:19

sorry this is horrible..i am brain dead today lol
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Tis now the end of such a long battle
All fought hard for their chosen side
None gave up till their death
All strong till the moment they died

Tis now the time of celebration
One side has finally won
The Order has succeeded
The end made by the chosen one

Tis the time to mourn
Many were lost
Few survived
Victory was achieved at so high a cost

Tis time to remember what was
Who we had
Our darkened pasts
Times we were mad

Tis the time to live anew
The dark times gone
Victory won
All thanks to the chosen one

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Fri Jul 20 2007, 20:41

Harry Potter was just a lad
When there was a man who was mad
Voldemort appeared at Godric's Hallow
and tried to kill Harry the young fellow

James cried out in warning
so now we are morning
The Death of James and Lily
surely you know what happened silly

Voldemort tried to kill Harry
but he failed to do it Mary
because backfired it did
and we all said splendid

Seventeen years in the future
when dear old Harry is mature
and faces the great task
of beating those whom wear mask

the prophecy will be fulfilled
one of them will be killed
Harry and Voldemort shall fight
battling with all thier might

Alone are Voldemort and Harry
look around there isnt even a fairy
both of them are ready
so go get your teady

which one of them will prevail
well there is an ending to this tail
Voldemort will fight for hate
Harry fights for his mates

In the end only one will win
and on thier face is a grin
He celebrates with his friends
for the dark days have an end

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Wed Jul 25 2007, 09:24

One fine sunny day on a grassy hill,
There was a redhead, his name was Bill.
He saw in the distance an ancient old school,
Tucked his hair behind his ears, epitome of cool.

He set off towards that ancient old castle,
Hoping the day would be free from hassle.
He jauntily walked towards its stone walls,
But there he stopped, his spirits in fall.

For there in the grounds, 'neath highest tower,
A battle was raging, bloodier by the hour.
He saw by the ramparts, that young lad Harry,
Holding a wand and a sword to parry.

He fought an old man, bald and like snake,
Why, that old man, was as thin as a rake!
Bill advanced on the scene, intent to help,
But then, oh my, he let out a yelp!

He'd seen his young brother, the one named Fred,
And my oh my, he looked to be dead.
Bill fell to the ground, his head in his hands,
And howled to the sky, to the hallowed lands.

His Father he came, and he wept alongside,
But Bill thought to fight, to fight while he cried.
He killed a man, an Eater of Death,
Plunged his wand to the ground as he took his last breath.

And still, Lord Voldemort fought with young Harry,
Watched by a girl the hero would be destined to marry.
Bill watched in wonder, in dread and in awe,
As the boy who lived, he lived no more.

But then came a crack, a whoosh and a bang,
And the sound of a phoenix sang and sang.
The white tomb cracked and flew forth the bird,
The sound it made, the most beautiful heard.

The golden phoenix flew from its tomb,
It's wings unfurling as though from the womb.
It flew towards Harry, lying so still,
And cried its tears, against Voldemort's will.

For the snake-like man knew what was done,
And he looked scared, and started to run.
When Fawkes had cried a river of tears,
Harry leapt up, to the sound of three cheers.

And he raced after Voldemort, with wings on his feet,
He jumped over the fallen, those slain in defeat.
He finally caught up with the evil dark lord,
And flicked his wand, his face rather bored.

Voldemort fell, fell dead to the ground,
And Harry looked shocked as he gazed all around.
The girl with red hair, she ran, eyes blazing,
As others collapsed, their minds and hearts praising.

Into his arms, the girl she did leap,
And Harry smiled, and his eyes did not weep.
They kissed and hugged and kissed again,
Then heavens opened and it started to rain.

Laughter mingled with blood and with tears,
It was all over, nothing left to fear.
The castle it watched as its students they sighed,
And its stone walls settled, its doors opened wide.

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Wed Jul 25 2007, 12:01

this took me forever..... and it's still not one of my best *sigh*
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The Downfall of the Dark Lord

In his bleak world
Of black and white
There was no grey
Choose dark or light.

Yet how could sun
Shine through the fog
When stifling gloom
Was childhood lost?

A youthful boy
In shadows lurked
No tears he shed
Love choked in murk.

With smooth black hair
And pale white skin
Tom Marvolo Riddle
Was steeped in sin.

Aged eleven
And off to school
Beware Hogwarts:
To be played a fool.

Throughout his years
In Slytherin
Tom gathered ‘friends’,
Awed pureblood kin.

Discarding names
Of muggle sort,
Soon magic feared
Lord Voldemort.

Tom’s graduation:
Been there, done that
Frightful muggle raids
Dread grew, time passed

Followers joined
To fight for their cause
Purebloods would rule,
Attacks without pause.

Then out of the gloom
Caused by the fright
Defenders appeared,
Beacons of light.

And at their head
Was Dumbledore
Dark serpent’s hiss
‘gainst lion’s roar.

A balance reached,
Though tipped aside
Would cause chaotic
Incoming tides.

Then came one night
When love changed all
He disappeared
The Dark did fall.

A one-year-old boy
Sacrificed for:
Harry’d go down
In magical lore.

As the years passed
Totaling sixteen
Riddle was beat
By friends in their teens.

Again and again
They incurred his wrath
Conquering obstacles
Lain in their path.

Led by the one
With emerald eyes,
Destined to take the
Dark Lord by surprise,

Harry James Potter
‘The Chosen One’
Looked, found, destroyed
The Horcruxes… Done!

The sun now sets
On the epic battle
Of Harry Potter
And Tom Riddle,

One standing triumphant
One fallen, defeated
The Elder Wand chose
Who emerged depleted.

In history…
Now and forever,
The Boy-Who-Lived
Will be remembered.

Thus ends the ballad
Of black and white
Of neverending
Dark and light.

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Fri Jul 27 2007, 15:13

you party poopers all wanting Voldemort to fail well i say different! humpf

The Boy-Who-Lived Downfall!

At first there was Lightening
At second there was Green
At third there was Pain
At final there was a Scar

Breaking Ground
Breaking Family
Breaking Rules
Forever a Broken Mind

A Forest, a Chamber, a Betrayal
A Rising, an Escape and a Mourning
Tasks unfold
Luck to Hold

Through the Mist of Time
Through the Sorrow and Pain
Seven years...
Seven years have gone by

When the final Showdown approached
A so called Brave Boy broke into a Toy
His Nemesis full of Hate
Crushed the boy into Hell's Gate!

Subject: Re: [7before7: Challenge Six] Poetry Challenge Sat Aug 11 2007, 13:55

These were all really great and was so difficult to mark.

The winners and housepoints are as follows;

1st: Rigby Dumbledore

2nd: LilyFlower

3rd: Raxacoricofallapatorius

Gryffindor

Raxacoricofallapatorius: 60

RhiannonMei: 30

Slytherin

drkangelcat: 30

Raistlin the wizard: 30

Hufflepuff

streams of silver: 30

Ravenclaw

PrincessPotter: 30

LilyFlower: 80

Rigby Dumbledore: 100

stephy: 30

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