Look at this girl walk down the halls.
Short hair,
Not butch but short,
Cute.
She pins it back,
Her hair,
With these little clips that my Cub Scout buddy’s 7 year old sister used to wear.
Purple,
Yellow,
Pink.
Whatever the fuck she feels likes.
And she just wears it,
Pinned back,
As if to say, “Hey you, guy who I really don’t like, stare at my beautiful eyes!”
So I stare.
My god her eyes.
It’s as if they reflect some never-ending love story.
It’s like two televisions,
Side by side,
Playing some nature show of beautiful sunsets and snow tipped mountaintops.
My God her eyes are beautiful.
Beauty persist,
Yes it exists inches below.
Her smile...
Perfect...
It’s like her eyes are the background color to some extravagant painting.
Where the subject is the beauty of her array of happiness and the background is merely there.
Except her eyes aren’t mere,
It’s just her smile is extraordinary.
It’s distracting
Yet...
Amazingly beautiful.
It’s like something I’ve never seen before.
I once dreamt of walking a road where the field to the left and the field to the right were both filled with roses.
Miles and miles of the beautiful flower.
Except, in my dream the road was made of gold and the roses had ivory stems and diamond buds.
“Sparkle, shine," I dreamt, "Sparkle, shine.”
That was pretty.
Her smile is pretty.
I was watching queer eye for the straight guy -don’t ask why-
When this lost concept of accessorizing fell upon me.
The rings make the tan look like a beautiful Christmas ham,
Fallowed up to the handbag that holds to those defined shoulders.
Eyes then captured by the sparkle of her neck,
Attracted up to the colored lips that beckon me.
She,
Doesn’t wear rings that sparkle so,
She has beautiful soft hands to show.
She,
Doesn’t carry a handbag designed by some rich faggot from NY City,
Instead, she has a 30-pound suitcase she lugs on her shoulders.
She,
Doesn’t wear that false coloring agent that lies,
Instead, she has beautiful soft lips to advertise.
Her lips,
Her smile,
Her eyes,
Her everything...
Impress,
Raise jealousy,
Show,
Her natural accessory,
Her external beauty,
Her lovely self that I can see...
But can’t touch...
Poem by Ben A.- "The-Early Complex"
Author notes
This is meant to be simple... not beautified by poetic schemes, not drenched in crippling rhyme patterns, not typical , but simple... like her.
Written February 22nd, 2004
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I like your poem, it's very sweet and romantic (though, not in a stalkerish way, hehe). I really liked the bit about the dream . . . the descriptions are beautiful! Great write, keep it up!
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Great write!!!
hmmmm... I'm really not sure how to say what I feel about this piece. But it was a brilliant poem. Very well done, it was simple but it had a lot of thought put into it, Very good write, keep up the good work!!!
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omg i loved this...the emotion pure and simple flowed out of your hands...unfiltered my nice long big words that may sometimes be the right ones to use...its just here it was definitely a love poem that I enjoyed reading...not some pathetic dribble...descriptions...just wonderful...i could see the girl...not really the actual girl...but your view of the girl...i could see what you found to love...i felt like this poem was a part of you and i was getting to glimpse a part of you even though i never met you...and thats the way it should be...ok im done rambling on...wonderful write!
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I found this a most intriguing read ...
Like you, I say to hell with poetry rules etc.etc.
Write it like you mean it. Write it the way you want to say it.
If others enjoy it, then that is a bonus, if they don't, then nothing was lost anyway, for you the writer enjoyed doing it your way.
I love the analogies in this piece. Some were sad, while other brought a smile.
Thank you for sharing,
Take care,
Sammy -
Wow... this was amazing and the descriptions were awesome! I really like this one... it wasn't a drastic twist like most of the others. A very nice read!
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I like this a lot! I also like how it doesn't follow any poetic scheme and flows better then a lot of poems. You did a great job describing her and the poem itself is very pretty. Lovely piece.
-Keela -
The simple way that you describe her beauty is wonderful, you've put her on a pedestal to be worshipped and adored from afar, but you still know that she is just an ordinary girl.Liked this very much
Kat -
Wonderful
Yeah I enjoyed that....it was good, really interesting. Rather than you making her perfect, you made her simple...which was brave, it was so much more effective. Good choice. Great write...I really enjoyed the read. Remember there are no rules to poetry, you just express yourself whatever godamn way you like, who cares what others think,
Great job,
**TREISE**
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