Myrn's attempts at poetry.

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Well, this is pretty much going to be what the title says. Some of you might have already seen some of these poems, but I thought I'd post them on Iwaku for all to read. Critique welcome, but not necessary ^_^.


"Anders"

A rock with ruby lines,
A stag of purest white.
A child which dances though the rain,
laughing with delight.
A princess fighting for her prince,
good food by candlelight.
These things are liked by me and most,
...because they're different.

A girl that smiles her goofy smiles,
though sometimes she is sad.
A girl whose kindness hasn't waned,
through good times, and through bad.
A girl whose heart is full of warmth,
though sometimes it has bled.
This girl is loved by me and most,
...because she's different.

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"Stargazing"

I gaze up at the stars and say,
Why do people feel this way?
Though no-one answers I can feel,
That I will know this thing some day.

I gaze up at the stars and sigh,
Do others ever wonder why?
We know the world or so we think,
what if it is all a lie?

I gaze up at the stars and ask,
Why do I bother with this mask?
why do I feel like being me,
is more than just a simple task?

I gaze up at the stars and think
If they will ever find the link,
between emotions and the soul,
the way in which we swim or sink.

I gaze up at the stars and smile
I've put these questions on a pile
Unanswered they would serve me best,
they keep me busy...for a while.

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"Elements"

You are like the sea, calm, beautiful, serene.

But sometimes, rough waves of anger,
can wash away those who do not know you,
and devour those that seek your presence.

The wind sings your praise, telling the mountains,
the legends of your depths, and elegant curves.

I, the seagull, soaring above the winds on the wings of freedom,
can’t resist the lure of the sustenance that is your love.

Fearing your wrath, I close my eyes, and dive...

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"Sins"

Greed for the hunger, we always want more,
wanting from others, is what envy is for.
Wrath for the fearful, unwilling and weak,
Pride for the princes, as glory they seek.
Lust for desires, caresses and flesh,
Sloth for the lazy, who couldn't care less.
And last comes vanity, the sin for the sane
Aren't we all, at least a bit vane?

These are the sins, in which christians revel
If there was no god, could there be a devil?

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"Juice"

Give me some juice, babe
Some liquid relief.
Squeeze me some fresh,
or you might as well leave
Hand me some fluids,
I'll handle it well.

God give me some juice...
'cause I'm thirsty as hell.

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"the thief"

It started with money,
it started with need.
But a rotten apple,
Will not bear good seed.

I stole from the poor,
The rich I robbed blind,
I stole from the clergy,
and I stole from my kind.

My greed didn't stop,
one could wonder why.
But I wanted things,
gold coins couldn't buy.

I stole lots of kisses,
and sometimes a smile.
I sometimes stole time,
so I could rest for a while.

I once stole the stars,
I once had them all.
But they look their best
in the sky afterall.

Still there is something,
I desired from start.
I wish I could steal it,
but it's proven too hard.

I know I'm not handsome,
And I am not that smart.
But I'd be so happy,
if I could steal your heart.

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The Creeper.

Silently he stalks the night.
Eyes wandering, Always searching
For his prey, or are they hunter?
The goddess, scantily clad, meets him at every corner,
and finally he turns his gaze away, ashamed.
Another lonely night, to push him closer to the edge.

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Nightmirror

As I twist and turn
sleep evading desperate hands
my mind's eye tells me
what I could have been.
Mirrages of who I want to be drift across
Jabbing me painfully with sharp edges
Lover, Fighter, Rich and powerful
A yearning without ambition
for lonely nights spent weeping.
for losing what I never had.

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I miss you.

I miss you.
three words, oft spoken
lost meaning through use.
But when you're away,
and I don't know where you are
or if you are okay
I feel the weight of those words
bearing down on me and think
I miss you.

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your heart.

Were your heart given to me
a joyous day indeed it'd be
I'd cherish it's warmth
my soul disarmed
And not lock away or break it.
Rather hesitant to take it.
As such a fragile thing
can only really sing
When another heart beats in it's rythm.

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Three new short poems I wrote yesterday in about an hours time. Thought I'd at least post them.
 
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Those are actually really good.
I really like Stargazing, Sins, the thief, Nightmirror, I miss you and, your heart.
Although my favoright would probably be... god damn it I can't decide... In a very close first probably Stargazing.
 
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