March 31, 2012
At first glance, I am striking
"You look like an angel," she told me
My hair glows wildly, flying around me
Frame to a tender face,
soft lips,and eyes that carry my spirit
A natural beauty of the most traditional sorts

I keep my eyes down
so that you won't get too close
Close to see that looks can be deceiving
That my hair has knots
Tenderness conceals unrest,
with fierce effort
My lips have cracks
When you close the distance,  
My eyes are dim reflections
of a weary spirit
A haunting beauty of the most disturbed sorts

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Josika.Nav said...
Apr. 26, 2012 at 3:47 am
hey! i love the way you split the poem. everybody has their imperfections and you depicted that very beautifully. great work and keep writing XD
Behind_a_Plastic_Smile said...
Apr. 22, 2012 at 5:50 pm
this is a very cool peice- i loved it 5/5. i thought it was clever how you picked apart and twisted all the good form your 1st stanza in your 2nd
Taconut7 said...
Apr. 21, 2012 at 1:23 pm

This poem really speaks the mind of a lot of girls, how they are told they look beautiful but what they see is someone they don't like.

Great job describing that! Honestly, it doesn't matter how you look, what matters is how you are as a person!

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