Candid
Ok.
So I don't like myself,
the image in the mirror.
And I wish I was beautiful;
my nose was sculpted
cheeks created hills and valleys
lips were sinful, turning chocoholics
to strawberry lovers.
I looked in the mirror;
the image mocked
"if you aren't beautiful today
you never will be"
The tone changed
it was matter of fact
"eyes of a child
in a face age old,
spirit unshackled
bound no more."
Hearing this, I fell in love
again, with myself this time.
Someone in the mirror
winked, licking the chocolate drop!
So I don't like myself,
the image in the mirror.
And I wish I was beautiful;
my nose was sculpted
cheeks created hills and valleys
lips were sinful, turning chocoholics
to strawberry lovers.
I looked in the mirror;
the image mocked
"if you aren't beautiful today
you never will be"
The tone changed
it was matter of fact
"eyes of a child
in a face age old,
spirit unshackled
bound no more."
Hearing this, I fell in love
again, with myself this time.
Someone in the mirror
winked, licking the chocolate drop!
blogged by Asmita at 11:50 am
2 Comments:
nice!
these lines
| lips were sinful, turning chocoholics
| to strawberry lovers.
particularly imaginative --
and opening an image the
poem rounds up in end
But Minx
the verse could make a reader
wish to view the subject's visage
cheers, d.i.
This reminded me of the inner child bit..aah i know i know.my interpretation is almost always --well different!
:)
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