Free verse № 136208
This Is Me
This is me, I`m one of a kind.
Brown, chinky eyes not easy to define.
Shoulder length hair dark-brown and blonde
Soft lips that speak truth; my word is bond.
Beauty, smooth skin touched by none.
A bright smile that could melt the sun.
Sexy, tight frame not to be mistakened
This gift is made for one, others are foresakened.
Ivory key like teeth in two straight rows
strong, neat from a slight correction
Legs, muscular, like track stars
Body, Built to perfection.
Strong, working hands, worked to the bone.
Pencil thin fingers most prized possession owned.
Soft, cushy, tushy never missed by eyes.
Surrounded by thick, ham like thighs.
Never can be broken, standing tall and strong
They envy such definition, seems nothing`s wrong
Everyones view from the outside in
Wanting what they don`t have, Forgetting envy is sin.
15 comments
the part about the orthodonture work is refreshing; a part of the "perfection" that was coerced into existence rather than happening "naturally". the hint that there may be something wrong (last verse) is also good; very little is ever perfect inside and out.
and maybe the real substance of this work is in the last line. if i may offer: edit the desciption down a bit, but expand on the "view from the outside in" and the bit about sin.
"Soft, cushy, tushy never missed by eyes.
Surrounded by thick, ham like thighs."
Is this a description of your personality? Because if it is, I beg pardon, you're obviously very interesting...
I assure you I caught your *point* in the poem, since it was glaringly obvious. But my previous statements still hold; you leave no room for thought, and instead you bombard the reader with a one-sided statement. It's like being force-fed. You don't really enjoy the food.
The problem is not your poetry; it's that you're not very good-looking.
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