She

 

 

 

 

 

Come a little closer

 

Glance into who she is

 

She’s the one who was never his

 

She’s the one I’ve seen hide behind her grin

 

When you see her, you’ll notice her porcelain skin

 

Some say she’s rambunctious, I say she’s purely unique

 

She won’t be here for long, so better take your sneak peek

 

One day she will love with all of her heart

 

Poetry has always been her God-given art

 

Listen for a minute, hear my words as I say

 

"Beware her attitude and hips that sway"

 

She’s left some in the dust

 

And there were some abandoned in lust

 

There are others who can’t afford to receive

 

A part of her mind they cannot conceive

 

One more glance, as she is walking swift

 

Oh, the brazen way her moods will shift

 

She’s a girl who can be insecure

 

But she’s steadfast and can endure

 

She’s your lover, she’s your friend

 

With competition, she won’t contend

 

She's all that she is

 

She's all you will be

 

When I talk about you

 

I talk about me

 

 

Reviews

[Antony]

Very spunky, this one blew me away, I love how you talk of her, coming to grips with the inner her and laying it all on the line for that one person she seems to be seeking, my favorite lines, which say so much to me. There are deep thoughts in this, makes me think. Nice format as well.
Antony

With competition, she won't contend
She's all that she is
She's all you will be
When I talk about you
I talk about me

[Kari]

wow this is really good!
but the end confused me alittle...
but i'm always confused. so its okay.

[Ralphy]

Wow, when the train left the station it didn't wait, surely must of didn't want to be late...wow girl, your self esteem is strong in this poem. Your desire to move quick, place the train back on the track as you know exactly what you want and you're going to take it...nice write

[THERISA]

Wow. To be able to look at yourself like this and walk away happy with yourself. Is a gift that i envy you for having. Your poem is describing a person, who is coming to accept herself, after years of rejecting her image and inner spirit. Thank you for sharing this very personal poem with us.

Therisa