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Miranda Renea Apr 2012
Capable only of
Loneliness,
One too many
Nights. Forevermore,
Ever the
S**ame.
Miranda Renea Jun 2016
With every aim, learning leads
Life; Earning and returning new
Affinity. Go and invent noise!
Been awhile since I've done one of these! It's an acrostic poem, or in other words, the first letter of each word spells the title :)
Miranda Renea Jan 2014
When even
A little ways away, you say;
Look! Oh, our keen
Downcast ones, we never
Want His ego; No –

Like our eyes are cement.
Even the sky is gray.


What ends!
Where a lock keeps
Miranda Renea Dec 2019
Throughout these decrepit buildings
I see so much color.
There is dirt, rusted unwanted things
And yet, isn’t it beautiful? The way
The light hits a mirror just so?

I watch the night sky and am drawn
To the beauty of a sliver of moon;
A lone star dancing just above it.
The black night sky stretches around
Them and yet, and yet..

For this is who I was, who I am, and
Who I will forever be.
one of my hobbies is exploring abandoned buildings and capturing it in photographs. this is a poem about that
Miranda Renea May 2012
Mirror, mirror, on the wall-
**** the man that lets me fall.
Cupid had it wrong,
I was never really all that strong-
'till now.

Dear love,
You don't exist.
Signed,
A silly pessimist.
An optimist on saddened days-
Contradictions always my way.
Miranda Renea Dec 2019
Make no mistake - she was not
Perfectly kept and tended to by
Loving hands each night and day,
As such a fragile thing aught.

She was wild - she was free;
She lived amongst the broken
Things, took root in a crack of
Pavement and bloomed her
Vibrant petals for all to see.
Miranda Renea Aug 2015
The leaves, and lace
From window drapes
Cast a shadow on the
Old door as I pass by.
So perfectly placed,
I wonder whether it
Wasn't Coincidence's
Sake, or Time's gift to
Lift my eyes and wake
My wonder at the world.
Miranda Renea Feb 2013
You play love as if it were a game,
How many girls with your words can you woo?
No offense, but your lines are pretty lame,
Any self-respecting girl would take leave on that cue.

Your attempts at flattery are ridden with deception,
The true intention of your attraction you keep in shade,
True love is not in conception,
I know you just want to get laid.

To be honest you're not even cute.
Oh, now has the cat got your tongue?
You might as well just stay mute,
I'm really not sorry if you feel stung.

And anyways, don't you think we're a little young?
Only seniors in high school,
No need to shove a tongue down my lung.
And anyways, you're kind of a tool.

Speaking of which, you're not as big as your ego
(If you know what I mean.)
You've got nothing good to show,
And obviously of you I'm not very keen.

So thus is my way to reject.
I've tried push, now push comes to shove
And with your small point you've made so *****
A person like you I just couldn't love.
A silly english project in which I took the persona of a "witch" rejecting a boy. Not much effort was put forth, but I still think it's entertaining.
Miranda Renea Dec 2018
Wait; In this hellish
Test is meaning. Every
Weakness, every
Hope; emulate ambient light.
This is another acrostic poem where the first letter of each word spells the title.
Miranda Renea May 2015
Yesterday, I got caught in
A downpour waiting for
My bus. At the gas station, I
Saw a lady praying to God
As I passed by. Thought of
These holes in my face like
Those of her Holy ghost, or
My pap's sturdy old boots.
He always said somehow I
Look just like the mona lisa.

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