A Breed of Their Own

Some things in life we can not compare to......

Flawless perfectly flawless

Their thistle veils that flow in the wind

Their piercing eyes that stop the world in its' tracks

Beautiful skin that reflects the moon's glow itself

 

 

They walk among us with elegance and grace

Showing no fear just with a simple smirk on their face

We don't know who or what the are

Except when black takes the sky

 

 

They speak with a tone soft and wise

To us it sounds foreign

Yet sounding so kind we feel stopped

We hear the twisting of our hearts

 

 

They love to muddle with our minds

Telling us things we can't comprehend

Their eyes glisten when our vanity starts to crack

Their mental stableness is something we lack

 

 

We think we know about them but we're wrong

The books and gossip are all false

We can't compete and they're above us all

They're a breed of their own

Author's Note

Please tell me if there are any grammertical errors and what you think of the piece. Thankyou.

Reviews

[Ann Outlaw]

I enjoyed reading this. I love that we, as readers, can interpret this in a million different ways and create our own visuals. Thanks for sharing.

[Vatsayayana]

Your imagery is sharp. Lush.
I like this a lot. The picture is worth a thousand words and you've done it justice.
Beautifully penned. :)

[John Braswell]

I thought for a moment you were refering to me but... (HA)

It is a good poem and I see no errors

good read

[Amanda]

this poem is really good. it could almost apply to anything that is a breed of it own.

is it something in our world or something that most do not believe in i wonder...

the grammar is good.

[A. F. Stewart]

A wonderful poem; I love the imagery.
As for grammar I might suggest adding a few commas and periods, but poetry is subjective.