Under the Acryllic Sun, A collection of poems and such Options

[Heroic_Spirit_G....]

Ahoy! Here be a collection of some of my poems, written over the last two years or so. Alot of emotion and personal experience went into these works(even the dirty ones), but I'm not looking for sympathy or sugarcoating. What I am looking for is:

A. Shameless self endorsement
B. Critique and comments

Anyway, without further ado I bring you:


=:: Under the Acryllic Skies: A Collection of Poems ::=
by GeminiX7 aka Heroic Spirit G.E.M.I.N.I.


Tales From a Mayfly

I always think about kicking the bucket
But I never did have good aim

A splinter in my paw with no mouse to pluck it
But the furry one is not to blame

Don't cry for the sideways man who walks on his hands
But can't keep from dragging his feet

For he lives a life that's not too bland,
While you roast in the summer heat

Winds of the East always roll in with a sour breeze
And the seeds they catch never hold flowers

But the black stone tower stands still with ease
While the trees dance away the hours

A wingless bird in a box is anything but lazy
And can't be expected to fly

And while knowledge of the world outside is hazy
It'd still give anything to try

A savior is naught more than a nascent martyr
A person whose fate shall be grimly met

And even if he helps them walk on water
They'll complain that their feet got wet

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Am I That Kind of Guy?

Hearts are made for breaking
Innocence for the taking
Carnal hungers need slaking
But am I that kind of guy?

The pain I could give would be the worst
And these actions would not be the first
That might leave my name cursed
But am I still that kind of guy?

Oh how the ladies love to swoon
And how easy it'd be to collect that boon
I could just pick at them like a healing wound
But I don't wanna be that kind of guy.

Cause I've found a girl to call my own
Who makes me feel what I've never known
And softens this heart once made of stone
And I want to be her kind of guy.

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Carpe Nocturne

You grab your coat,
Ill grab my cap,
Leave your fears behind,
We'll need no map!

Let's go on an adventure,
And seize the night,
We'll traverse the landscape,
Guided only by moonlight.

Roaming the streets,
We could do no wrong,
I stole a pumpkin,
You sang a song.

Jumping in puddles,
Giggling and dripping wet,
Loving the freezing cold,
Weird stares from all we met.

Playfighting and silly jokes,
We acted like little ones,
Sure, we may have seemed foolish
But never did we have more fun!

We strayed from the path,
From society to the wild,
The painful pitfalls we encountered,
Were anything but mild.

Barbed wire snared your foot,
Branches brained me without fail,
But all we could do was laugh,
And had no thought to wail.

Jumping that rusted fence,
We entered that rolling plain,
Hazy clouds and flashing lights,
Our excitement began to wane.

Muddy footprints in our wake,
As we talked matters of the heart,
Though I felt our souls connect,
Did I put the horse behind the cart?

Reaching the streets once more,
You wanted to lead the way,
Grey clouds cried to turn back,
But with you I decided to stay.

Onward through the storm,
We pushed further on,
I was ignorant of our final destination,
Until we reached that lawn,

Were you shivering from the rain,
Or from an internal chill?
You trembled before the truth,
Afraid to swallow that pill.

Wanting to jump from that cliff,
To reach that far away dreamland,
Feet off the earth, eyes full of tears,
You were grounded only by my hands.

You struggled in my arms,
Begging me to let you go.
Frustrated and hurting,
But I knew I could not release you so.

Eventually the resistance ceased,
Your body collapsed in my grasp.
Calling me your savior, you could not see,
I had desperately donned my mask.

Back to my home,
We hurried on the double.
Behind a porcelain shell,
Sorrow began to bubble.

I dressed in black,
And you garbed in white,
We, together, shared a bed,
To rest till daylight.

Tucked deep in covers,
Your weary body chose to lay,
It wasn't the linens that kept you warm,
But my hopeful wishes smoldering away.

So close together,
And yet so far apart,
You heard a creaking bed,
I heard a cracking heart.

The sun has finally come,
Blinding us from the night passed.
And while the journey torments me even still,
I pray that it won't be our last.

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Love is a Five Letter Word

What, oh this
this little old knife?
Oh it means nothing,
so please be my wife.
-
'This rope' you ask,
'What is the meaning?'
My soap it holds,
Only for cleaning
-
You say its not kosher
To give you that stare
I only admire
Your brown seas of hair
-
Lets venture to the bedroom,
With steps, skips, and hops,
We'll make beautiful musi-
Wait, who called the cops?
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Oh dont be like that
My little pet
Reaching for that mace,
Oh you play hard to get
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I'll be back, my love
To take you away,
Until then my love
In prison I'll stay.

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Chicks, Sticks, and Tricks
Upon a time, there once was a chick,
Who was deathly afraid of riding the stick.
She felt it was a regrettable fault,
But could not will herself to fancy a vault.

So on one day, I came to see,
Her begging, “Oh sweet Mike, put it in me!”
“I have a phobia I very much detest,
So put it inside and give it your best!”

Though she was a cutie, and she was in pain,
Our friendship would be what sex hath slain.
But try as I may, and try as I might,
She still wanted me in bed by the end of the night.

“A true friend would tend to my sorrow,
And it's only one limb that I wish to borrow.”
With tears in her eyes, and her head hung low,
She had turned away from me, ready to go.

“Wait,” I said, and asked her to stay,
Against my wishes, in bed we would lay,
Soon the time came, for the deed to be done,
I'd be fighting a battle that could not be won.

Lying on her back, she wore a mask of calm,
But fear had collected in her like the sweat in my palm.
“Don't worry too much,” I said, “ Try to be easy,”
“I'm nervous as well, and alittle bit queasy.”

A switch had been flipped, a change in her stance,
Her plan had begun, I had naught a chance.
With a snap of her fingers while licking her lips,
She unbuckled my belt and tugged at my hips.

She was ontop, I could not protest,
Torrents of force, she gave me no rest.
Seconds became minutes, and minutes onto hours,
Sweat filled the air, and tasted quite sour.

Mentally spent, and physically drained,
Every movement I made left me in pain.
As I turned to her, expecting regret,
she sat there smiling, puffing a cigarette.

“What the **** was that? Where came that vigor?!”
“Was it too much? How do you figure?”
“Don't give me that crap!” I yelled, “Were you pretending to be timid?”
“Calm down,” she cooed, “Don't be so livid.”

“Your feelings I meant not to hurt, I wanted only to play,
There is no need to fight, so start naught a fray.
A caring heart you have, while timid as a sheep,
It was your innocent soul that I wanted to keep.”

“But why all the tricks,” I asked, “Why act so corny?”
“Simply put,” she was ashamed to say, “I was just really horny.”


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There's more to come, but tell me what you think of whats up so far.

[Albino Parakeet]

Though I rather liked them, I didn't understand the first or the third ones. The second one was short and sweet.
My favorite were the last two. I got a good laugh out of them.
You're actually pretty good.

[Heroic_Spirit_G....]

Though I rather liked them, I didn't understand the first or the third ones. The second one was short and sweet.
My favorite were the last two. I got a good laugh out of them.
You're actually pretty good.

The first one is essentially a poem about myself. The third is about a night a spent with a girl I was crazy about, only to find out she had feelings for another.

[Heroic_Spirit_G....]

Remember When?

Remember when,
back on that hill,
The warmth of our bodies
Staved off winter's chill

Remember when,
I held you with arms wrapped tight
Glowing eyes locked steadfast
Two suns shone at night

Remember when,
fields of white made our seat,
My hands were deep in mounds of frost
But all I could feel was heat

Though those days are far behind us
And it feels like they won't come again
I'll just look up at that starry sky and ask
Do you remember when?


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Shed Tears Naught For Me

Shed tears naught for me
For this love was not meant to be
Egg shells were the foundation
Desperate souls wanting salvation

Gained what was needed and fled
Left with naught but a warm trench in my bed
Like spring flowers, grew your fear
That love everlasting was drawing near

So with heaven's wings, you took flight
Hidden away in the depths of night
And though my heart and hands miss you so
I can do naught but let you go

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Snow Fresh Fallen (my first poem)

Snow fresh fallen by a frozen lake,
Brown rivers flow, my thirst unslaked,
Resting by banks of pink whose foundation quivers,
Warm hands on mounds of frost, feel the earth shiver,
To thaw the fields, the Sun I'll make,
A fiery core burning, her soul will wake

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Black Widow's Embrace

As I travel through the fields of yellow and black,
The speechless souls scream 'please turn back!'
With outstretched arms, I crawl towards her place,
So that I may take the black widow's embrace.
Her venom strikes harsh, rapid and true,
My body turns shades of black and blue,
And yet I thank her for the marvelous hue,
And travel to the next predator in queue.

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O Fortuna!

She sits upon a cliff of grey,
Watching the bright ships sail away.
Her tears fade before they touch the ground,
Ears below can't hear her crying sound.

O Fortuna, give me wings to take flight,
And I will steal away with her into the night.
Take her to a place she can truly call home,
And give her love she has never truly known.

O Fortuna, give me the strength to reach her height,
I would prevail if only allowed to fight.
For the hands I have are too meager and weak,
To climb and claim the prize that I seek.

If the Lady of Luck does not wish this to be true,
Then I shall cast her away with feelings of rue.
For I shall get to that gem, no matter the price,
But a little good fortune would have been nice...

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Here are some more.

[Nanashi]

You are an excellent writer! Your poems have mixes of humour and seriousness, which I happen to enjoy the mix-up~ You are wonderful at the rhyme scheme and they blend so nicely, without losing rhythm. I'm trying to pick which one speaks to me more, but I just like them all, haha!

Please keeping writing and posting them here. We could always use more literary work and yours are just wonderful~

[Heroic_Spirit_G....]

You are an excellent writer! Your poems have mixes of humour and seriousness, which I happen to enjoy the mix-up~ You are wonderful at the rhyme scheme and they blend so nicely, without losing rhythm. I'm trying to pick which one speaks to me more, but I just like them all, haha!

Please keeping writing and posting them here. We could always use more literary work and yours are just wonderful~

T_T Tears of joy! I'm glad you like the poetry. I tend to write whats on my mind rather than to fit a "mood" or "style" hence why not all my poems involve love, or drama, or comedy. Although that said, I can write about certain topics if needed(In case someone's game needs a plot specific little quip). Personally my favorite poem of my collection is either O Fortuna or Chicks, Sticks, and Tricks(Which is actually a true story, as is Carpe Nocturne).

Ill post more soon as soon as I have the time, and Ill post one of my short stories as well.