Poems About Beauty Published by Members Recently Online
#beauty
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 5:38am
18th Aug 2024 5:38am
Final Viewing
Next, have a seat here on your casket and tell me how you're doing
Relax yourself with rigor mortis as I prepare you for the viewing
That ashen look will disappear with just a few tweaks
I may have to break your jawbone to help you speak
I'll use curling irons of hell's fire to revive your hair
I'll fill in the bald spots yes I can put hair back anywhere
Just watch as my nimble little fingers move along here and there
Watch as I add back your life's color as if out of thin air
I have rice flour to add color and replace flaking skin
A...
Relax yourself with rigor mortis as I prepare you for the viewing
That ashen look will disappear with just a few tweaks
I may have to break your jawbone to help you speak
I'll use curling irons of hell's fire to revive your hair
I'll fill in the bald spots yes I can put hair back anywhere
Just watch as my nimble little fingers move along here and there
Watch as I add back your life's color as if out of thin air
I have rice flour to add color and replace flaking skin
A...
#beauty
#dark
#death
289 reads
20 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
The Party on the Stairs
We had a party on the stairs,
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
#beauty
#feminism
#ghosts #historical
#ghosts #historical
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
The Party on the Stairs
We had a party on the stairs,
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
#beauty
#feminism
#ghosts #historical
#ghosts #historical
93 reads
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
The Party on the Stairs
We had a party on the stairs,
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
#beauty
#feminism
#ghosts #historical
#ghosts #historical
93 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
6th Nov 2024 4:07am
The Party on the Stairs
We had a party on the stairs,
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
the ghostly belles and I,
and in that space between the dawn
and when the cockerel cries
we talked of many things,
including how I’d one day wear
a death mask just like theirs,
of powder and patch
and one beauty mark
to anchor the face to the room.
How in this world a woman is a ghost
before even her limbs have stilled,
her heart stopped beating in its cage,
her corset loosed at last.
#beauty
#feminism
#ghosts #historical
#ghosts #historical
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0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
#beauty
#seductive
#sensual
#tea
#women
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
#beauty
#seductive
#sensual
#tea
#women
57 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
#beauty
#seductive
#sensual
#tea
#women
57 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
#beauty
#seductive
#sensual
#tea
#women
57 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
11th Dec 2024 10:48pm
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly Barista
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
Butterfly t-shirt smile
Of Chrysalis coquette
Peppermint fire moan
Sings choir for pulsation
When tongue flavors cascade
Like flaming flapper flux
On heart heat from heaven
Sunk Deep in molten Mesmer
Ancient as Pompeii fresco
Of lovers lash hooded dream
My steeple Phoenix risen
From ashen gratitude
To her sunshine lipstick embers
That glow in volcanic beauty
On the lava shores of her infinity
#beauty
#seductive
#sensual
#tea
#women
57 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 2:08am
4th Apr 2018 2:08am
degrees of any metaphor will crumble before the absolute you
hatches out a disruptive dawn
stirring the naked singing skies
wakes up to a heavy bombastic note
a stunning lucid blow or a statement?
on the magical seamless verge
of whorling in dreams and blinking daylights
drills innumerous corroding holes
to this thickly throbbing heart
in a swimming to stuck in struggle
inbetween the churning out innards
and a now non-existent sketched out frame
so amorphously disintegrating in no time..
your words
oar backwards in lashing
pools of a consuming...
stirring the naked singing skies
wakes up to a heavy bombastic note
a stunning lucid blow or a statement?
on the magical seamless verge
of whorling in dreams and blinking daylights
drills innumerous corroding holes
to this thickly throbbing heart
in a swimming to stuck in struggle
inbetween the churning out innards
and a now non-existent sketched out frame
so amorphously disintegrating in no time..
your words
oar backwards in lashing
pools of a consuming...
#love
#hope
#beauty
#gratitude
#freedom
523 reads
7 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 2:08am
4th Apr 2018 2:08am
degrees of any metaphor will crumble before the absolute you
hatches out a disruptive dawn
stirring the naked singing skies
wakes up to a heavy bombastic note
a stunning lucid blow or a statement?
on the magical seamless verge
of whorling in dreams and blinking daylights
drills innumerous corroding holes
to this thickly throbbing heart
in a swimming to stuck in struggle
inbetween the churning out innards
and a now non-existent sketched out frame
so amorphously disintegrating in no time..
your words
oar backwards in lashing
pools of a consuming...
stirring the naked singing skies
wakes up to a heavy bombastic note
a stunning lucid blow or a statement?
on the magical seamless verge
of whorling in dreams and blinking daylights
drills innumerous corroding holes
to this thickly throbbing heart
in a swimming to stuck in struggle
inbetween the churning out innards
and a now non-existent sketched out frame
so amorphously disintegrating in no time..
your words
oar backwards in lashing
pools of a consuming...
#love
#hope
#beauty
#gratitude
#freedom
523 reads
7 Comments
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