Lyrael Myrna

Rookie (14 June 1989 Please Comment :) / Ballarat, Australia :))

Lyrael Myrna Poems

1. A Tangent Of A Life, Of A Memory (Read This First) 1/16/2006
2. A Tangent Of A Life, Of A Feeling 1/18/2006
3. A Little Psychotic Episode 1/29/2006
4. Don'T Believe 4/10/2006
5. A Sick Man 4/14/2006
6. As The Door Closes 4/20/2006
7. All You Need 11/28/2005
8. Complexity: My Lover 12/1/2005
9. Traits Of A Love God 12/5/2005
10. Tainted 12/5/2005
11. Eyes Of The Dreamer 12/5/2005
12. Dangerous Minds 12/5/2005
13. Finally Free 6/22/2006
14. Broken Sculptures And Superglue 6/22/2006
15. A Girl Named Lotus 11/7/2005
16. For You.... 11/8/2005
17. Black Satin 11/8/2005
18. In My Eyes 11/8/2005
19. Creature 11/8/2005
20. Addicted 11/14/2005
21. Change For Us 11/15/2005
22. Because Pink Is The New Black 11/28/2005
23. Undoubtedly Rudolf's Evil Cousin 11/28/2005
24. It Never Rains When I Want It To 12/15/2005
25. My Little Box 12/18/2005
26. We Are 12/19/2005
27. In The Garden 12/20/2005
28. Faith 12/26/2005
29. No Never 12/28/2005
30. Fade In.... Fade Out...(Dream Sequence) 12/9/2005
31. Cashier's Temptation To The Underworld 4/30/2006
32. Mentality 11/8/2005
33. The Lady In The Window 10/12/2005
34. It's Not Worth Crying Over Spilt Milk 1/9/2006
35. Lyrael's Father 1/3/2006
36. God Can'T 10/12/2005
37. Lies In The Sand- A Poetic Dream 5/19/2006
38. Into The Abyss 11/8/2005
39. Friendship Lasts Forever? 4/30/2006
40. Not Such A Foolish Little Girl 12/14/2005
Best Poem of Lyrael Myrna

There You Were

There you were

You’re always laughing at me
Is that how life’s supposed to be?
Each night I cry
Don’t tell me you don’t know why

But I rose up to live once more
From the grave of my depression.
You were too blind to see my real worth
But I lived again

There you were abusing me
Torturing my life inside out
I still don’t know why
Is that how life’s supposed to be?

But I rose up to live once more
From the grave of my depression
You were too blind to see my real worth
But I lived again

A day won’t go by
When I think of ...

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A Sick Man

A sick man deprived of Love, alone
Steals the love that others own
He wants, He needs, He Thirsts, He taunts
Till love is just a thing that’s earned
He doesn’t know how to love anymore
Even what love is- he now ignores
Belief in such that love begins by
Receiving one small kiss
Is this love? Is it bliss?

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