Iambic pentametre - attempt D:

You contain my thoughs from morn til nigh
From your blessed looks to your voice so high
You bruise the soul that lies deep within
A heart so kind, i shall not live this sin.

It was a task in my english lesson and i was pretty proud.
I find that the last line is too mechanical but like i said,
it was an attempt.

I've also got a mean one D: It probably doesn't make sense
It was created through the magical powers of my mind! O.o JK
It was from a shakespearian insult generator
:
Thy wretched bogler, candel maker.
My love decayed by your pantaloon bug.
Superflous is thy, a waspstung block.
A popinjay drone is ye.

CRITISE AT MY WHIM

Bwhahahaha, I did this lesson Obviosuly i didn't do the task as I do not remeber this! Anyway, 'mazing job Rhi!

ALSO, SACRALIDGE YOU SPATULA!!!!

You used JK for joke, shame on you girl. SHAME ON YOU!

Anyway, keep on writing! XD

(p.s: Get on with your maths fool!)

from morn til nigh

I know what you meant, but "nigh" means "near", and "from morning until near" just doesn't sound right or make sense. I suggest just using "night". It's not as if the word is difficult to rhyme.

I also don't believe "contain" in this same line is used properly.

You bruise the soul that lies deep within

The meter got thrown off here. I suggest deleting "deep".

A heart so kind, i shall not live this sin.

Why not "A heart so kind -- I dare not live in sin"? Aside from sounding more natural, in the current line, it's unclear what "this sin" is referring to.

As far as the second poem goes, it was fun to read, but there were a couple of grammar mistakes. The second "thy" should be "thee" and "is ye" should be "are ye". Also, "thy wretched bogler" is/does what?

Overall, these poems weren't particularly special, but they weren't bad, either.