Bombshell

Bombshell

A Poem by Dianah
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No such thing as a dumb blonde...

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BOMBSHELL



Eyes and hooks fastened to reel them in
fishnet stockings suspended in sin

In a  dress built by Gaudi her curves are on show
Behind dark glasses her fiery eyes know

Sky scraper legs propped on high heels
The boys will give generously to her sex appeal

Her face a blank canvas she paints it so well
She'll take you to heaven and drop you in hell.

Bolstered, upholstered and ready to view
The bombshell has dropped and it's aiming for you.

She is the bombshell ,she is the bait
She repaints her lips,has a smoke and waits...

D.Hinson
September 09

© 2009 Dianah


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Nice. I like how this was specifically about a person and you depicted her so well. Ugh, what a world we live in, where being bombshell and sex appeal is all the matters. A great write!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Oh Dianna dear ,thats wonderful ,it may sound something simple to talk about..but its not
Its the sign of the time..slavery to stupid beauty and mostly artificial,slavery to sin..
Yes everybody mind will go crazy looking at those legs,those fiery eyes..
they will ,she will do anything to raise the price..look at my goodies
And all those paints ,come I will take you to heaven and drop you in hell
May you stay there for all I care,long s my things get paid..who cares for you
they call it beauty ,I call it sheer ugliness..its a smeared soul,rotting in hell
for beauty is God gift and its never for sale..
really loved the thoughts behind this..so many slaves will follow Miss Bombshell..ha ha
lovely write

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Dianah
Dianah

Lancaster, United Kingdom



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I write , mainly poetry, about anything and everything. I have written song lyrics and seem to be addicted to rhyming. I hate writing blurbs for blogs as I never know what to say... I often confuse.. more..

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