Mythg Poems

Mythg poems bring the best collection of short and long mythg poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great mythg rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these mythg poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on mythg are here for you.

Call Me Medusa

Call Me Medusa prose poem

These sleazy intentions seem to kill more than those so-called “reported” serial orgasms. To say, -off the record- that you give me both… feels very disturbingly corrupt yet thats not why you see me blushing. can this burning betrayal flesh

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Going For The Gold

Going For The Gold long poem

Well now and I’m Going for the Gold Not standing in the shadows Giving it my heart and soul Up the mountain, down the road New found determination, no Competition, first edition Not standing, not standing In the shadows ‘cuz

It’s Campaign, Vote Wisely

It’s Campaign, Vote Wisely long poem

They lie about my looks, That I have horns, an ugly face, scary, That my haven is ever burning screams, burnt flesh, Yuck! I’m beautiful, handsome, all you will ever want, If its wealth, who can outweigh me? Luxurious houses,

Come Back Soon

Come Back Soon short poem

Everyday, the sun returns to embrace the ocean. In twilight, the birds return to their nests. Every night, the stars come back to decorate the sky, and in the moonlight, Jasmines bloom again. To return, you may think of another

Paradox Of Comparisons

Paradox Of Comparisons short poem

People who live all their lives observing others often amuse me.. Here is a poem to such… A happy neighbor causes such to go green, A sad neighbor may easily be demeaned… A rich neighbor may be the one in

A Place You Have Forgotten

A Place You Have Forgotten short poem

There’s a place,you may have forgotten about it. Hiding in your heart, only the child in you knows about it. It’s a place where you can find Aphrodite. Earth is still unknown of its beauty. Nature enriched by musical melodies.

A Tribute To Sam Walton

A Tribute To Sam Walton elegy

Sam Walton was an ordinary man Who started with a simple plan His only dream to be the best Not bigger, but better than the rest His wife Helen was the one Who helped Sam Walton get it done When

A Million Reasons

A Million Reasons short poem

A million reasons to smile, but none more than you; For every moment spent along, feels really good as new. A million reasons to sing, but I wouldn’t for any other; For you fill me with such joy, you’re my

Elusive Love

Elusive Love ballad

Long lazy day Cool summer nights Skipping along Flying emotional kites Eyes gaze your way Is it really you A fluttering hope Leaving me blue My heart skips a beat How do I compare Eyes down to feet A flower

Moving On

Moving On prose poem

Have you ever had a longing inside to reach back and touch people and places of your past? I have. Have you ever started a quest that became one of the most beautiful projects of your life? I have. I

Run Along…

Run Along... short poem

Run along… In Rain In Sun Along Rivers Thro’ Mountains Thro’ Forests As long as you can As far as you can Run along… To find new horizons New Spheres New People New things Run along… So as to be

Sojourner

Sojourner ballad

Come!Come My soul traveler tired and weary Come, sit with me under this ancient tree. unburden and rest your journey’s over Come lie down under this spreading tree. Ah!you tell me you were too young and the days were short

It’s Not Good For Me To Fall For Either Of You

It’s Not Good For Me To Fall For Either Of You short poem

Fast winds and salty sea spray You’re the one on my mind Tanned skin and hair astray How could we have been so blind? Country songs at the background Falling in love with another Could you still stick around? In

An Outbreak!

An Outbreak! short poem

Behold ! its the rain , oh yes ! Trembling , bouncing , jumping all the way. On the dry , broken paths of undesirable sense Look ! Its a tremendous scene. People are all gathered hence With the birds

Nightfall

Nightfall long poem

The dark velvet blanket begins its descent Sprinkled with stars gleaming like diamonds on display, Shadows cast their images over mountains that surround me, Like hugs ancient warriors they stand guarding me like a king; And I feel loved. I

My Antediluvian Baby

My Antediluvian Baby short poem

All my dreams of her – not royalty or a classic beauty just a girl in a shift hair to her shoulders thick thighs and a rising color that gathered in her cheeks as she followed her herd of megafauna

The Sullied Self

The Sullied Self long poem

It is night again, And the darkness wakes it all up. Rooms left to collect, the dust of Fault and dissent, and the Forgotten madness of bygone days. We have created so much with nothing, And done nothing with so

She Belongs To The Sea

She Belongs To The Sea ode

I have learned how to swim how could this be? you warned me if I played with water life is no guarantee you attempted to explain, how every time you swim it feels like life has but opened a new

A Frayed Knot

A Frayed Knot short poem

Through all the pain and my sorrow I sometimes don’t want tomorrow Through pride and arrogance Brings my life a new dance. Through tears and agony Comes finding within, a different me Through loss of the times I did know

Unforgetting

Unforgetting short poem

Like swapping your face for a tormentor. Stop the rains. I am going home, after a hard choice of peace in sunlight. Give me back my memory. I want to take a flight. Scanning the midnight sun on blue lake.

The Wound That Never Heals

The Wound That Never Heals long poem

Thankfully I was never bullied at school but for this poem I tried to put myself in the shoes of someone who was. Bullying hurts and leaves a permanent scar! Laughed at, taunted, left all alone, You tell me to

Seven Kind

Seven Kind short poem

Once when the forest wept, We hid under a tree, as if protected. Twice we saw the force of the storms, Cycle so stunning, even as it poured. Three pinecones fell to the ground, When they splashed, what a sound.

Tortured Soul

Tortured Soul short poem

Sometimes you feel all alone, Your world it closes in, There’s no one there to help you, To save you from your sin. You stay awake at night, Your eyes are dry and sore, Nobody else can help you, Your

Grief

Grief short poem

Let the mourner be Let the grief burst forth overflow the barricades snap the cords asunder rise from the depths of the Being Let the mourner be Let him throw open the floodgates of sorrow weeping is but natural for

A Poet At Heart

A Poet At Heart long poem

They say poetry doesn’t pay , A hobby for slacker’s bay , Frost projected it as condition , Far from being called ‘ real profession’ . Advised to bring out the writer , Write pages, words , Ensure some monetary

Mirror

Mirror short poem

I look into this mirror. What do I see? Is this a true reflection of me? Am I someone I recognize? Am I the right height and size? Where did I come from I often wonder? I have sat many

She

She short poem

Every brunt she has to bear. Every music she has to face. Learn to value the word ‘she’ my dear. Because she is the whole humanity’s base. She encapsulated you when you were a homogenised matter. She bore the dreadful

Heaven

Heaven short poem

Swirl in the maze in His eyes Fall through white cotton floss Chase after my ankles She flutters and you Yank out the strands of hair you get; immerse yourself in your being she grants you this freedom Strangle her

U-turn

U turn short poem

The wind whirled, turning at a point, The bamboo leaves sounded cracking after being bent- With the “U-turn” of winding blow- There is no way to know- When the wind will change its phase- Turning to east or west? Only

A Letter to My Unborn Black Son

A Letter to My Unborn Black Son prose poem

Dear son, African American warrior, Reincarnation of the people of the Sudan. I hope you understand why 
I am writing you this letter. And 
hopefully, by the time you read it
 Race relations in America are a lot 
better than what

A Tale Of Forgiveness

A Tale Of Forgiveness long poem

She judged her every step Her crumbled wrinkles and grey hair A story of a granddaughter and grandmother Her parents always sent her to her house The old shadowy house with a glittering stream grass to the knees and smell

Verbose

Verbose short poem

She told me I was right for her And that was my curse, I knew I was just there when I’m needed But I never kept my promises too Do they miss me when I’m gone Secretly, maybe they do

A True Friend

A True Friend prose poem

A true friend who will stick with you through thick and thin, on Him you can thoroughly depend. Now you may not comprehend whe He offends, but He will amend because He’s a GOD send. Closer than a brother, father,

Are You Illusion Or Reality?

Are You Illusion Or Reality? ballad

This heart keep a secret, secret that only this heart can keep, I dream an illusion, illusion that I cannot seek, I have taught my soul to not be fickle, fickle it always is, Not to know how to be

Away From Home

Away From Home short poem

A frame lifts the skirt of a portrait and throws her genitalia on your face. A twin blast has taken place. Why did you stand for eclecticism? The fables will miss you and blue horse will not return home. The

Of To Be A Poet True

Of To Be A Poet True long poem

To put words down on paper, That can give a memory life. To recreate a moment passed, Long buried deep inside. To compose a verse so eloquent, It can cause a heart to break. And lead the reader to feel

Heartland

Heartland short poem

No sooner had the crooning of birds Help me ease off the bed in regularity, Than made me sad, of having to wake upto it For a final time. The mornings spent in sleep, Were painful hours of indecision, As

Run

Run short poem

Run away, as fast as you can You cannot escape what is at hand. Turning away, you will just find That you are only trapped within your mind. Enclosed environments in lies the viewing As everyone watches, your mind is

It keeps raining

It keeps raining short poem

It keeps raining everything has become damp, I can feel the mist inside my head. Wooden doors don’t close anymore, windows don’t shut to keep the water out, I feel like drowning in this flood, and it keeps raining still….

Cogitation Of A Soul

Cogitation Of A Soul short poem

Your Look concaves my retina… Truth… dripped from my Eye!… Each moment is moisturized by fractured fractals. Engaged in your disengagement in this residual stillness, my past Self… still spins inside an alabaster universe… Choice?… just an illusion in these