And neon pink lips,
You mesmerized with every swing of your hips
Down the rain-soaked streets
With the tangerine glow of lamplight
Clashing dangerously with your hair.
Candy is my addiction,
My saccharine sweet affliction
Like adrenaline to my heart,
And now I can't let go.
You said 'We're all imperfections,
Face it' and sauntered into the dark,
Leaving me with palpitations
Alone with silver stars in my palm.
Author notes
Inspired by a line from this contest: http://allpoetry.com/contest/2353296 and the picture that went with it, but what I was writing didn't really fit so just a normal post today
Random stuff... vaguely remembered an Ash song called 'Candy' so wrote about someone's infatuation.
Think it needs more adding to it, but oh well lol
Rosie x
critical comments welcome
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I love this it's so good!
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Thankyou

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And neon pink lips,
You mesmerized with every swing of your hips
it rhymes too! i didnt notice that the first time i read it -
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that's because I use rhyme sparingly hehe
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Candy is my addiction,
My saccharine sweet affliction
-my favourite thing uve ever wrote! it even ryhmes hoorah

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off my tits? shit, where have my tits gone?
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oh and COMMENT THE FREAKIN' POEM!!!
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They're in the fridge
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heyy
i like this lots, i looked at that contest too, but then i decided i didnt wanna write about my imperfections because i had some friends to meet later that evening and didnt wanna miss it loll
so i probably wouldve ended up writing something like this, which i dont want cuzz i already have something like it, called vinyl lips. anyways, im rambling, but it's not as bad as the comment before me, right? lol whata weirdo.
this is really great, and i can see how many people get infatuated with those glittering starlets these days, and for some it turns into a depression... very good choice of words, i especially liked the first stanza.
well done, keep it up
Aureola♥
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Thanks

Oh that was just my mate lol, I talked to him online and he was off his tits on rum so I told him to drunk-comment this poem
He didn't get that I meant about the poem lol
Rosie x
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Ther was a man in nantuckeit
that removed a rib to reach his umm suckity
Anyways i be the drunkzors and you asked for a comment so i say this
a social commetn
why are all the fat peopel white?
i say this because i am fat
in a manner quite befitting my thin nature, there is only one god and he is made out of glue
GLUE i tell you, and he stickas o you
eurgh god boogies, stuck to your face
or rther, your face is a god boogie
yes im frunk and i also madwe not out of glue but out of ppooo
i am the poo mnan, son of hte devil, trying to level the plqying field dude
Drunk
nwo thats a spanenr ham

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umm... yesh ^^
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