Poems About Beauty Seeking Honest Critique
#beauty
She's A Great Lap Dancer
We saw
this blonde chick
rubbing
on some guy's lap and
said "She's a great lap
dancer!", only to
have him
say "Who's lap
dancing?"
this blonde chick
rubbing
on some guy's lap and
said "She's a great lap
dancer!", only to
have him
say "Who's lap
dancing?"
#beauty
#fiction
#dialogue
#ignorance
#sensual
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Musical Upbringing
When I am most down,
doubting my purpose,
my worth, my utility;
the missing salve
for my wounded heart
is the sound of
a familiar melody
the words and music
long since
tattooed on my brain.
That when played,
with me singing along,
transports me to
the place and time
when first I heard
it's happy, sometimes
melancholy refrain.
My path, is much smoother
when paved
with measures
of soul satisfying notes
songs that give voice
to my innermost thoughts.
And give wings
to my...
doubting my purpose,
my worth, my utility;
the missing salve
for my wounded heart
is the sound of
a familiar melody
the words and music
long since
tattooed on my brain.
That when played,
with me singing along,
transports me to
the place and time
when first I heard
it's happy, sometimes
melancholy refrain.
My path, is much smoother
when paved
with measures
of soul satisfying notes
songs that give voice
to my innermost thoughts.
And give wings
to my...
#happiness
#sadness
#love
#beauty
#music
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One Shot
Brain waves faulting
Comatose inevitable
While you are here
The words disappear
True beauty such as yours
Blinds all who look your way
Turning heads to sear eyeballs
Your shine has lead me into walls
Hate to admit it but it’s true
I’m captivated just by looking at you
The way the wind plays with your hair
The way you got me twisted
Fuck, it just isn’t fair
I tried to leave but my heart insisted
Guess my brain doesn’t care
Can’t structure a sentence around you
I get lost in your...
Comatose inevitable
While you are here
The words disappear
True beauty such as yours
Blinds all who look your way
Turning heads to sear eyeballs
Your shine has lead me into walls
Hate to admit it but it’s true
I’m captivated just by looking at you
The way the wind plays with your hair
The way you got me twisted
Fuck, it just isn’t fair
I tried to leave but my heart insisted
Guess my brain doesn’t care
Can’t structure a sentence around you
I get lost in your...
#hope
#beauty
#funny
#disappointment
#crush
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Design
There are different ways of creation,
Some planned intrinsically,
Others rushed and not thought out,
Through emotion or necessity.
I ponder on things I’ve created,
Mostly hurried and incomplete,
Because when the creator believes
She is faulty, she will plant feeble seeds.
I look at the world around me
How we’ve spiraled into such despair
And I wonder if all the broken things
Can ever become repaired
There is no power in the broken
But there is still beauty in the blemished
Wholeness is a long...
Some planned intrinsically,
Others rushed and not thought out,
Through emotion or necessity.
I ponder on things I’ve created,
Mostly hurried and incomplete,
Because when the creator believes
She is faulty, she will plant feeble seeds.
I look at the world around me
How we’ve spiraled into such despair
And I wonder if all the broken things
Can ever become repaired
There is no power in the broken
But there is still beauty in the blemished
Wholeness is a long...
#hope
#beauty
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Be Wary
beauty is insidious
consider
the deadly nightshade
beauty is an illusion
consider
the poisonous butterfly
beauty has a dark side
consider
that chocolate brownie
© 2024 Raibeart Bruis
consider
the deadly nightshade
beauty is an illusion
consider
the poisonous butterfly
beauty has a dark side
consider
that chocolate brownie
© 2024 Raibeart Bruis
#beauty
#passion
#risk
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sublime
you really ought to go to the Mary Shelley museum in Bath he said, and Jane Austen’s, too, if you’ve time ..
#beauty
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The Siren
Recently, I encountered a woman,
Alluring as can be.
Modeling her features,
She appears to be a celebrity,
As polished skin is not just granted to anyone.
Her coal highlights formed to a helix,
Carve out prominent features,
Including her round, aloe eyes.
The unexpected candy glaze dripped from her lips,
Intoxication of wine clouding all judgment,
With milky teeth curving into a smirk.
God, was she charming,
Poise surrounding her figure,
Confidence sweating in her presence.
Adored by all who glanced,
Doors...
Alluring as can be.
Modeling her features,
She appears to be a celebrity,
As polished skin is not just granted to anyone.
Her coal highlights formed to a helix,
Carve out prominent features,
Including her round, aloe eyes.
The unexpected candy glaze dripped from her lips,
Intoxication of wine clouding all judgment,
With milky teeth curving into a smirk.
God, was she charming,
Poise surrounding her figure,
Confidence sweating in her presence.
Adored by all who glanced,
Doors...
#beauty
#deception
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GODDESS of ITALIAN CINEMEA
Premonitions of Edwidge Fenech casts a spell over me
Mesmerizing beauty
Italian actress from the early 1970’s
Perfumed with a lethal dose of mystery & crime
Giallo Cinema
Her black cat eyes lure me in all the time
5 bambole per la luna d'agosto
Who done it?
Tutti i colori del buio
Will she survive?
Perché quelle strane gocce di sangue sul corpo di Jennifer?
Will she remove her clothes?
Il tuo vizio è una stanza chiusa e solo io ne ho la chiave
Eroticism par excellence
Mesmerizing beauty
Italian actress from the early 1970’s
Perfumed with a lethal dose of mystery & crime
Giallo Cinema
Her black cat eyes lure me in all the time
5 bambole per la luna d'agosto
Who done it?
Tutti i colori del buio
Will she survive?
Perché quelle strane gocce di sangue sul corpo di Jennifer?
Will she remove her clothes?
Il tuo vizio è una stanza chiusa e solo io ne ho la chiave
Eroticism par excellence
#beauty
#PopCulture
#nonfiction
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(Her)
Fuck, can I miss
Her.
Sure, peace
support
care
sex and
all the other masculine platitudes,
really more than any fella-
let alone one beset by
this
affliction could ever ask for- in this indifferent place
at that.
Though I should say
I partake of the fruits
begat of
this, wretched gift, an improper
fraction—
Astute. Aimless, Agony
—bittersweet as it is,
enables me to miss
the little things, too.
I miss the blood-red twilight sun
licking the horizon through
The window...
Her.
Sure, peace
support
care
sex and
all the other masculine platitudes,
really more than any fella-
let alone one beset by
this
affliction could ever ask for- in this indifferent place
at that.
Though I should say
I partake of the fruits
begat of
this, wretched gift, an improper
fraction—
Astute. Aimless, Agony
—bittersweet as it is,
enables me to miss
the little things, too.
I miss the blood-red twilight sun
licking the horizon through
The window...
#love
#relationships
#romantic #beauty
#romantic #beauty
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Senryu - Ponder 9
Waves caress warm skin
sunrise accentuates curves
serene sand-kissed nymph
Image by Norb, found on Pexel
sunrise accentuates curves
serene sand-kissed nymph
Image by Norb, found on Pexel
#romantic
#beauty
#sea
#beach
#nature
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The Plume Of She
there was no
foreseeable poem on my horizon
until she strutted by
epitomizing sheer poetry in slowed-motion
kaleidoscopic...damn i couldn't stop it
got me stuck between the realm of boys to men
brought back a remembered joy to pen
waxing rhapsodic...I got it bad
watching her move from a figment
to the firmament of my swooning imagination
cascading down in a technicolor gown
brown skin crowned by a natural grown afro
smearing pastels and oil paints ...
foreseeable poem on my horizon
until she strutted by
epitomizing sheer poetry in slowed-motion
kaleidoscopic...damn i couldn't stop it
got me stuck between the realm of boys to men
brought back a remembered joy to pen
waxing rhapsodic...I got it bad
watching her move from a figment
to the firmament of my swooning imagination
cascading down in a technicolor gown
brown skin crowned by a natural grown afro
smearing pastels and oil paints ...
#women
#beauty
#WritingPoetry #inspirational
#WritingPoetry #inspirational
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3 Birds
In the silence of the night,
when the moon rises,
the sounds of the forest come to life,
And the winged creatures awaken,
each with its own unique melody.
The hoot of owl, wise and lonely,
call that echoes through the tall trees,
song of mystery and contemplation
that invites you to explore the unknown.
The macaw, with its vibrant feathers,
shouts to the sky in an explosion of colors.
Voice that resonates like a ray of sunlight,
happy and exuberant, like a carnival.
And the potoo, the ghost of the night, ...
when the moon rises,
the sounds of the forest come to life,
And the winged creatures awaken,
each with its own unique melody.
The hoot of owl, wise and lonely,
call that echoes through the tall trees,
song of mystery and contemplation
that invites you to explore the unknown.
The macaw, with its vibrant feathers,
shouts to the sky in an explosion of colors.
Voice that resonates like a ray of sunlight,
happy and exuberant, like a carnival.
And the potoo, the ghost of the night, ...
#beauty
#birds
#nature
#spiritual
#music
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