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Best Poems Written by Loic Tran

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Mythology: Mendusa

Not the same races, but we can be one of a kind 
Do you realized, when I see you, I lost my mind 
Perseus, Perseus. Wherefore are we us? 
My wild snakes needs to be tamed into a puss 
You are my knight in a shining armor 
I hope my hydra hair didn't create terror 
Your eyes are petrifying me into a statue 
Charming stranger, I give myself to you 
Your chiseled jaw, rock hard and V-shaped torso 
You leave me ecstatic as Euryale and stunned as Steno  
Eros used the tip of your sword to pierce my heart 
I can predict, our meeting will be celebrate as art 
Poets will chant the day where we faced each other 
Let's date, forget the sir-pants, so much to discover 
You and me, riding a horse, flying in the sky 
I can't feel the ground, with you I feel so high 
I'm in your palm, I need your hand to hold me 
Your baritone is my chorus, your love is my harmony 
Just one kiss and my past hair would be back soon 
Did you know about my anaconda tail during a full moon?

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A Wedding

His lips are so sweet, he's wearing the perfect suit
Everyone say that we're the match that I shouldn't quit
Here I am in my dress with at the end my comfy seat
So tell me honey? Why I should quit.
So many people, my family, your and many strangers
The church steps, stepsisters and stepford smilers
They won't eat the cake until a wake
Am I holding your hand, or is it a benefit to take?
I love insects so why I'm wearing a mosquito net?
Apparently, difference is something to hate
His lips are so sweet, he's wearing the perfect suit
Everyone say that we're the match that I shouldn't quit
Here I am in my dress with at the end my mundane seat
So tell me honey? Why I shouldn't quit.
It's surely the best day of their life which you don't want to ruin
However, my mother is waiting for me in the limousine
The bridesmaid will need my bouquet, you deflowered her
I'm tired to kiss your shadow, I see a brighter outcome outdoor
Sorry my darling priest, it wasn't a test
I promise you that one day you will witness my best
One year later, one year later
Sorry, we didn't kept money for a narrator
His teeth are biting my neck, he's shirtless
My mom asked me if I was reckless and I'm fond of your face
All of this time you were under my bed
I wished I could have noticed sooner your head
Here I am my dear Priest, my dress is quite a mess
So tell me my love, will it be a yes?

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Idolescents

We're all so beautiful, physical and ignore our souls 
Twinkle twinkle little star, a star never falls 
Smile smile and trouble will seems so far 
Doves fly and toads get stuck in the tar 
Let's play a competition, it's our mission 
Solidarity is great, everyone with a shared vision 
No broken hearts, solid pen for the best mark 
Science over art, flood your pain, erase this crack 
Unrequited love, homeworks never left me 
Solve your problems, sadness for infinity 
Don't you want to make your family proud? 
Friendship, romance and happiness all have a code 
If we are the future, why it seems so hopeless? 
If we are the saviors, why we are blinded by distress? 
That girl with the blonde hair had a break up 
She will bond her brain with some makeup 
Don't be too sad for her because she's so popular 
This boy has less than one friend, more than one scar 
He's sorry than his wrists stained the prom queen's gown 
Don't worry, she'll go high when he'll be hidden down 
Aw, a guy has a crush, he's looking at this cheerleader 
Oi, his eyes moved and a blush, he's jealous of her 
His burning desire for the quarterback is off track 
His flame was extinguished with a smack 
Forget the bullies' jokes, prefer bullseye jocks 
If a man don't like bras, his mouth is shut with socks 
In high school, there is idolescents and tiny-agers 
They are respected descendants or forgotten disasters 
If we are so beautiful, how we ruined our souls? 
Blinded blinded tiny stars, shaped in our roles

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The Caterpillar

This world is so little, but I am so small 
I had to crawl to move at the Shopping Mall 
Clothes are always too big for me 
I am a pest for everybody 
In the streets people scream "Maggot"! 
Sorry this is all that I got 
In case you have forgot, I didn't asked to be this 
I'm not a black widow neither a cannibal mantis 
You can call me a parasite 
It's not like I'm yearning for you to visit 
I'm not a worm asking to be torn 
You cannot break me because I have no bone 
Talk about sizes, let's compare the caterpillar and Alice 
There is no crisis inside my chrysalis 
One day I will fly over this ruthless place 
I'm not another Icarus who wants a solar solace 
Your eyes would be stuck on my wings 
You can spit at the larva but the imaggot stings

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Crying Pale Ghost

Invisible, forgotten and in pain 
The rain is nothing than one more stain 
Exhausted, haunted and mocked 
If only he made her heart unlocked 
When she was little, the kids used to laugh at her 
Fingers pointed at her, treated as a foreigner by the teacher 
The whole suburbia rumored she was a girl with dementia 
She was just insane to dream that the world was an utopia 
Only her could be a ghost because she's the only one with a soul 
The victim is less famous than the person who stole 
Then that's why her lover was so popular 
Nobody looked at her, so does she with a mirror 
Something shattered and she became a murderer 
She's an urban legend after being a rumor 
All the boys used to call her a crying pale ghost 
Now all of them are known to be dead at the most

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Carrie's First Sin

Father, Father in Heaven
What kind of sin have I driven?
Why my friends let this happen?
Sorry, but for me, your gates won't open
I am so sorry but I am the new Eve
This town is my hell and none of them will leave
Rain, Holy rain, you won't wash away my pain
Not even this small sparkle making me insane
Fire, infernal fire, I feel my evil awakens
Father, for them your doors won't be opens
I can hear these fiends eating my soul
Will they still laugh when a sinner is my role?
No more chuckles, no more smiles
This school's stench is blood and biles
Isolation, spoken poison, lynching oration
Home prison, lamentation, whores of attention
All of them choked me with a bunch of lies
Making me believing in these cries
Finished, what's left of my cadaver will devour these flies
Chris, sweet Chris, will soon join your allies
Your mother told me beauty is all you gave
Let us see how deep she will admire your grave
Sadness and destruction are everything I see
Mama, Papa, why me?
Dad, Heavenly Father, I am so sorry, but I am the new Eve
This town is my only hell and none of them will live

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Knife

Not even a single day
Not even a single moment
My heart has not a sorrow to say
A fragile ground and a sky of cement
Not even a single time
Not even a single tear
My soul has to endure a crime
And go through another despair
Everyone has a hidden knife for me
Everbody is a past, current or future enemy
And I just want to laugh at this madness
Because I can't understand why
As if a solution is the mother of another distress
And at the same time I just want to cry
Isn't it both funny and sad
That a life a can be that bad?
And sometime, I can't feel anything
I open my eyes and see nothing
Then I want to smile and scream
When I realize that joy is just a dream
I want to tear off my hair and bang my head
I want to express my pain until I drop dead
I want to drown in a pool of oil
At time, I think that it would be better in hell
My tears would just burn and boil
Love and friendship were never done to me well
What should I do, what should I do, I don't know

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The Cup Song Olenna Tyrell Version and Spoiler Alert

Verse 1:
I got my goblet for the long way ‘round
One glass of wine for the way
And I sure will like to see my sweet Margaery
And I’m meeting Loras very soon, wha-do-ya say?

Chorus 1:
When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I poisonned the Tart Queen's son
You can say that it was fun
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk
You’re gonna miss me by my thorns talk, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

Verse 2:
I’ve got my goblet for the long way ‘round
The one with the prettiest of views
It’s got mountains, it’s got rivers, it’s got sights
but if there is this garden
I will throw myself like Tommen

Chorus 2:
When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk
You’re gonna miss me by my thorns talk, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
Not gonna miss this ugly chair of iron
Plus, there is Cersei's shaming ass on
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk
You’re gonna miss me by my rose talk, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

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Better Than Narcissism

Always looking at their reflections
Always accusing other's actions
They see no soul in the mirror
It is not our faults, they are the error
If a narcissist try to hurt you
Walk as is they were out of view
They have no brains, no heart, no soul
Attention is their only goal
Narcissists offer nothing but lies
They blackmail with shame and ties
Narcissists deserve neither love nor hate
Always starving, darkness will be their only plate
They want to steal the Sun and reign in Heaven
A narcissist do not have a soul, an emotion heathen
Narcissists are the real blinds, the true deafs and mute
They only have a shadow which they try to hide with a suit
They live in an eternal night, an endless fog
They are homeless, no forest, no desert, no mountain, no bog
We are stronger than them
Us believing in ourself, is what want this poem

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Guys Inspired My Marina and the Diamonds's Girls

Look like a guy but I think like a girl
So ladylike, it makes people hurl
Easy to be sleazy when they've got filthy minds
We stick to stereoides, chicks are not blinds

Guys are not meant to be flirty
Never unmarried after thirty
I love your Boxer queue
I'll be flirty for you

Is there any possibility
You'll quit gossiping about me
Men don't have insecurities
All they say is 
"Blah, blah"

Guys they never boyfriend me
Because I fall in the lust category
Men's calories are insecurities
All they say is 
"Ya ya ya ya ya"

Guys, oh guys, we are born to lead
Guys are proud to the seed
Good men of great speed
Oh their mothers must be proud
Making money, standing in the crowd

Calm down, I'm not going to steal your boyfriend
No need to brand me between these lies
Calm down, I'm not the marital end
So quit burning holes in me with your eyes