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That Girl in the Dress

Finally I've made it to paradise, surrounded by the sea
Tranquil blues in shadow, are what it's peripherals be

White buildings reflect the sun, an image I'll never forget
To watch our sun disappear, the most beautiful of sunsets

Whilst the night comes down, such beauty continues to be
My eyes now in capture, to the sight that confronts me

She stands in proud like stance, a lady unknown to thee
Tanned, so beautiful I witness, impressed my eyes do see

Torso shaped with black, white lace adorns it's low
It's the she that wears it's colours, that makes it's beauty flow

Hair of dark curls hang, like the "Gardens of Babylon"
Flavours of life emanate, my heart appears in throng

As I sit here in La Ola, on paradise by the sea
It's where I witnessed that girl in the dress, captured, I am thee







http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/lorena-2.php


Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011

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If Your Girl Only Knew

I was the girl next door
five five, nice shape
and the perfect hips
that got you licking your lips
you know hot to control yourself
and approach me like a man should, but
If Your Girl Only Knew

We became best of friends
but yet feelings grew
upon us both
now you in this situation
where you have to choose
Is it going to be her or me?
If Your Girl Only Knew

She comes around
and you show her love
she doesn’t know 
you’re in love with another woman

As you see me walk by 
your eyes follow until I’m out of sight
now your girl put her hand upon your face
and ask you why you look the other way
now you’re lost for words
If Your Girl Only Knew

Only if she knew
your man is in love with me
Only if she knew
you are on the phone with me 
for hours when you tell her you are asleep
Only if she knew
late nights you creeps with me
Only if she knew
that you’re trying to be with me
but you don’t know how to tell her
because you love me
Only if she knew
you will break her heart soon
and the sooner you’ll be mines

If Your Girl Only Knew

Copyright © Deneshia Bryant | Year Posted 2007

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ROSY LIPS DREAM GIRL

In which material you made of; rosy lips dream girl,
God himself is confused; it is a daydream or real.

Your pale white skin; glitters like well polished marble, 
Pearls fall nice from your heart whelming chuckle. 

Your twinkle twinkle eyes; look like lightening among cloud, 
Tears got banned there; only sweet dreams are allowed.

Stirring passionate thought; you can steal guy’s attention,  
Deer like your rhyming walk is signature of your fashion.

Framing naughty pretty deal; your eyes talk nice,
You can burn every heart in a single wicked smile.

If your feet will be slipped; you will be losing your goal,
Treasure your beauty locking mind with heart and soul.

Within silky dense hair; your face shines like diamond,
You are made only for a king to illuminate his kingdom.

In which material you made of; rosy lips dream girl,
God himself is confused; it is a daydream or real.
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Copyright © Manmath Dalei | Year Posted 2016

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Girl with the Red Parasol

Pretty girl in pink dress, was fair with curly hair, 
Her red parasol was open, though sun wasn't there.

	Sitting on rocks, she gazed at sea and silently cried,
	I asked her what made her cry, she never replied.

Sea was roaring, violent waters touched the shore,
Step by step she came to me, with her tears so pure.

	In her quietness, some sorrow she tried to hide,
	Then I came to know, her little goldfish had died.

Deeply she loved her pet, tears didn't stop to roll,
While the strong winds blew away her red parasol. 

	She ran, got the grip and I could hear her laugh,
	As the callous winds had torn the parasol to half.

She left the shore and waved me with empty hand,
I watched the tides erasing her foot prints on sand.

	

June 30, 2016.
The Red Parasol by Alfred Glendening - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper

CONTEST NO 204 any form-theme max of 16 lines - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Brian Strand

Copyright © Meenakshi Raina | Year Posted 2016

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HELLO KITTY

There sits my bonnie girl, frilly, lacy, all pink and pretty She boasts of an enviable collection of cute stuff - all Hello Kitty! A pearly, stone-studded shiny pink Kitty bracelet With matching rings and hair clips to tame her silky ringlets, A stylish pair of pink comfy kitty flip-flops To go with her smooth stretchy night wear tops! A sassy little Hello Kitty cross-sling bag she wears Pairing up with chic pink-framed kitty glares, Kitty pencils, erasers and rulers in a well-stocked tuck box Her fancy kitty pouches and folders she invariably locks! A multi-compartment kitty wallet to hoard her loose change All geared for summer with her Hello kitty swimming range, A glittery Kitty lunch box to pack her school snack As she sets off with her pink kitty back pack, Water tastes better in a kitty sippy water-bottle Pink all the way, for nothing else she'll settle! She'd paint the world kitty pink, if the choice is hers Well, I wouldn't be surprised if one fine day she purrs!! 19th Jan 2013

Copyright © Yesha Shah | Year Posted 2013

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Dear Rapunzel

It seems ages since we met over your long, golden hair
an hour glass on the table keeping the meter.

It seems like too many dress up doll days when we played
take me to the river but don’t get our feet wet.

It seems we lost our inner selves painting our faces
painting our nails, singing karaoke at the bars.

Oh, to regain those lost years of our youth, unwrinkled skin
turn back all the pages, like winding gold on a spindle.

Instead we have just leaves, grieves, and grandchildren
with their laser guns, plastic skin and smug attitudes.

They never challenged gamey little midgets with foul intent
they had us to pad them safely with money, love and scent.

Dear Rapunzel, do please let your hair down one more time
and play climb out of the cellar and up the apple tree with me.

Signed Your Dearest Play Mate.

Copyright © Sheri Fresonke Harper | Year Posted 2013

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An honest lie

A girl who has beautiful eyes 
more honestly lies.

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr | Year Posted 2014

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Teen Girl Confessions

I was talking to a girl that goes to high school the other day, and she told me all these stories of the girls that go to her school, she is the head of an anti bully club and asked me to write something for her group.



You sit in your room crying about your weight
And how you never think you'll be asked on a date
You dream about marriage, a white picket gate
But you sit there and stare at the bumps on your face
For all the young girls who find no hope or joy
Because you're made fun of by popular boys
Your problem I know, isn't only skin deep
So what other thoughts does your mind always think?

When I see these young girls acting out of their age
So egar to grow up and turn life's page
I can't help but feel that their hurting themselves
And putting there innocence up on a shelf
There are teens getting pregnant, getting in bars 
There's young ones getting high, losing it in cars
There's girls starving their bodies and cutting their arms
Getting drugged and raped despite all the alarms
There's the ones in the lunchroom eating all alone
Who feels rejected by peers and rejected at home
There's the girl with the braces getting called names
And forced to sit alone at the homecoming game

We are all so afraid to apologize to who we have hurt
So we run their names farther down into the dirt
Until we turn on the 6 o' clock news
And hear that they hung themselves in their bedrooms
Then suddenly bullies care, but not soon enough
About those girls who coped with drinking, sex and drugs
If we spent all the time before- lifting them up
And showering them with sisterly love
Then maybe we could all walk arm and arm
Protecting them from all of this harm.

Copyright © Desiree Cooley | Year Posted 2015

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THE PERFECT GIRL

You asked me if I knew ‘the perfect girl for me’
I think I’d be ideal but sorry I’m not free

I’ve got a lovely friend she is Mary from the dairy
On second thoughts no as her legs are much too hairy

Of course there is Annie she’s got the most enormous fanny
It would look better on an elephant the resemblance is uncanny

Oh I forgot about Susie she’s got quite a dark moustache
When you went to kiss her you’d get a stubble rash

I’ve got a stunning Thai friend but he is a lady boy
Beautiful on the outside but in bed you’d get no joy

Then there is Melissa she got the biggest boobs
She gets them out for fun you can see her on You Tube

I wouldn’t introduce you to my mate Regina
She’s had 8 children she’s got a very slack vagina

Poor old Ellie has got the most humongus lips
They’d look better on a trout she’s not one you’d want to kiss

I guess the perfect girl simply does not exist
So sorry to disappoint you please cross me off your list

Jan Allison
10th September 2014

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014

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I am

As i sit here wondering, thinking 
i write everything that comes to my head,

Then almost instantly I feel a certain pungent dread.
This is my life therefore i must accept it,

I'm an ordinary island girl, a girl of the world
yet i do not feel defined by who i am

i am exotic, my wavy hair flows
my small eyes dart and with my voice i sing like a lark.

Beautiful i am. I am beautiful.
and yet i really don't know who I am 

is my olive skin with yellow hues the true essence of me?
it certainly is my individuality.

I am every girl out there that hates to love their hair 
their skin, their diversity and not really being one or the other. 

I am, I am that sea breeze, fresh like a rose with dew.
beautiful and delicate. 

 

Copyright © kerri-ann codrington | Year Posted 2007

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Teen Girl Confessions

I was talking to a girl that goes to high school the other day, and she told me all these stories of the girls that go to her school, she is the head of an anti bully club and asked me to write something for her group.



You sit in your room crying about your weight
And how you never think you'll be asked on a date
You dream about marriage, a white picket gate
But you sit there and stare at the bumps on your face
For all the young girls who find no hope or joy
Because you're made fun of by popular boys
Your problem I know, isn't only skin deep
So what other thoughts does your mind always think?

When I see these young girls acting out of their age
So egar to grow up and turn life's page
I can't help but feel that their hurting themselves
And putting there innocence up on a shelf
There are teens getting pregnant, getting in bars 
There's young ones getting high, losing it in cars
There's girls starving their bodies and cutting their arms
Getting drugged and raped despite all the alarms
There's the ones in the lunchroom eating all alone
Who feels rejected by peers and rejected at home
There's the girl with the braces getting called names
And forced to sit alone at the homecoming game

We are all so afraid to apologize to who we have hurt
So we run their names farther down into the dirt
Until we turn on the 6 o' clock news
And hear that they hung themselves in their bedrooms
Then suddenly bullies care, but not soon enough
About those girls who coped with drinking, sex and drugs
If we spent all the time before- lifting them up
And showering them with sisterly love
Then maybe we could all walk arm and arm
Protecting them from all of this harm.

Copyright © Desiree Cooley | Year Posted 2015

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Birthday Girl

On the cake the candles top.
On the plate the cake goes plop.
On the chair the birthday girl.
Onward dance the final swirl.

One less chair the party sits.
One less person the game of wits.
One less song the record plays.
One to win the game of praise.

On the Ass the tail goes.
On the mask so fairness shows.
On the mark to win the game.
Onward winners' prize to claim.

One more chance to swing the stick.
One more time to make it quick.
One more smash to free the loot.
One for all is what we'll root.

Birthday girl for just one day.
Birthday girl come out to play.
Birthdays come to those who wish.
Same time next year and we'll play fish.

Copyright © Trevor McLeod | Year Posted 2015

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THE 'MONSTER ENERGY' GIRLS

The ‘Monster Energy’ girls are here at the TT races Oh boy! You should see their curves and pretty faces Standing at the start line with a black umbrella in their hand They are sure catch your attention at the TT Grandstand Wearing little skirts, which ALMOST cover their perfect tiny tush They flutter their eyelashes, the men’s hearts turn to mush With short crop tops straining to contain their chest And spray tanned skin - they want to look their best Men stand their ogling with their tongues hanging out If their wives or partners catch them they will get a clout! The World famous Tourist Trophy TT races motorbike races held on 'open roads' in the Isle of Man in June 9th June 2015

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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You're Beautiful

Wow!... words cannot express,
Such beauty, such finesse.

The shape and color of those eyes,
No description will suffice.

Just like wine, you're finer when older,
And beauty to the eye of every beholder.










©2013 Honestly JT

Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2013

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Education vs Family - girl rising contest

Just a young  girl with hope in her heart
Enjoying education thats when the rows  start

Father wants her to get married she is only fourteen
Sending her to  Pakistan to marry a man unseen

Her heart isnt in it so she has said no
Locked her in her room nowhere to go

Remembers a number thats  hidden in her beads
Needs her phone now to her mother she pleads

Do you want to see me married to an old man
Wringing her hands as she pleads with her Mam

Please get me that phone let me make that call
Or a life of heartache will be my downfall

Risking her life her Mam gets the phone
She dials the number asking for help whilst alone

The young girl hugged her Mam for the last time
Knowing she will never see her family again

By defying her Tad she is no longer their daughter
If found by the family, they would definitely slaughter

It brings shame on the UK this is happening
Where are our laws to stop it occurring

The rights of parenthood should be restricting
Saving the life of these girls who think education is constructive



Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2013

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A childs plea one


Dirty rottenscum to take the life of an innocent one taken away my childhood but not thrown into adulthood you've given me a life of pain certainly will I never again be the same but, I've found my freedom here within the walls of Gods kingdom

Copyright © Denise Hopkins | Year Posted 2013

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The Best Brownie Game Ever

Hill Dill, 
Come Over The Hill! 

Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2016

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Mountains of Pillows

Mountains of Pillows A bag of popcorn in my bed, A mountain of pillows at my head, A slab of pizza on my right, What more could a girl want for at night? Streaming a movie from Amazon, Long silk nightie and curlers on, A mountain of pillows to my right, Makes a girl seem less alone at night. Rain outside is coming down. A comforting, soothing sound, Soon I’ll sleep and take my rest, With mountains of pillows to caress. 7/14/16

Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2016

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Birthday Girl

Am I being too bold?
To say Lordy! You’re OLD

Old enough to grow
Old enough to know
Old enough to show
Old enough to sow
Old enough to flow
Old enough to glow…

Glowing as you are
Glowing as a star
that sparkles so bright
at the speed of light…

***Written for a very special and unique lady to celebrate her upcoming birthday
(Oh well, what the hell…It’s for her contest too)

Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2013

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Beautiful Ghost

I feel such empathy when I look at you,
I see the pain you're going through,

I hardly know you, you hardly know me,
But we acknowledge each other silently,

Your face disgraces your usual smile,
And for a second I wish I could have it awhile,

The envied are so often the ones envying most,
The beautiful faces underneath, are the ghosts,

Scary, the masks we work hard to build,
Crumble like ruins of a wicked King's guild,

I hope all is well, that you'll be alright,
That sleep will come to you peacefully tonight,

And when life is cloudy, remember, dear one,
There are people around you to bring out the sun.

Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2012

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Fur Ball

<               my little girl came to me and asked for a pet
                 to me my heart just hasn't been quite set

                 but who could resist those baby brown eyes
                 and all those little wimpers and desirable sighs

                 so off we went in our broken down wagon
                 where the rear end you could tell was sagging

                 to petland is where we went
                 pocketbook really took a dent

                 odie and garfield was their chosen names
                 two bunny hampsters very different but the same

                 oh my little girl was not yet done
                 said mama we need hampster ball so they can have alot of fun

                  and don't forget their bedding liners
                  so their living will be much finer

                  but first you must buy them their cage
                  oh my little girl is quite smart for her age

                  she knows they like fruit and snacks
                  so she doubled order with ten sacks


                   ring ring ring ding ding ding
                   did it's cash register ever so did sing


                   eighty five fifty
                   well ain't that nifty


                   handed lady one hundred
                   mumbling under breath was said


                   left store in a hurry
                   with our clothes looking so dam fury




Written By Katherine Stella  7/3/11

Entry For Francine Robert's
Pick A Pet Contest
G.L. All

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2011

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Jada Mortensen

And so she was the girl from Bair.
With ocean eyes and golden hair.
Of heavy heart and light despise
Of cupid's dart and winter's cries.
There came a day when things did end.
Around the corner of the bend
There came a truck and in dispair
The loudest word was spoken there.
And so she left to who knows where.
Whilst many cried because they cared.
She roams around in circles too,
And whispering winds and skies of blue.
We raise our glass towards the sky
And smile a memory although she died.
No tears tonight, not ever one.
For there she rests inside the sun.
She is okay we know for sure.
In better days to now endure.
And so she was the girl from Bair
With clemency; a heart so fair.
And as we lay in bed and sigh,
I'd like to say to you Goodbye.

Rest In Peace Best Friend
11-21-1996 ~ 06-21-2011

Copyright © Araceli Hosea | Year Posted 2013

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Right girls

Girls aren't sure if they are always bright.
And they are often absolutely right.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr | Year Posted 2014

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The Bachelor Bunny

He was a charmer,this bachelor bunny.
The girls thought he was hilariously funny.

He'd go hopping into their briar patch.
Quite a few succulent carrots he'd snatch.

But the girl bunnies,they didn't seem to mind.
In the rabbity world he was quite a find!

One day he showed up in the valley.
He was hungry so he didn't dilly-dally.

Then one little lady took him something sweet.
She acted demure,despite those big feet.

Now the other girl bunnies were mad and jealous.
Cos' in her pursuit she was really quite zealous!

She'd decided this lop-eared boy would be hers.
He was just the type bunny the lady prefers.

But he indeed had another plan.
He grabbed her carrots and off he ran.

A confirmed bachelor bunny he would stay.
But he would be back another day.


for Carol Brown's contest"Bunny Rabbits"

Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2012

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If You Were Ever My Girl

If you were ever my girl, how happy I would be
We'd go down in history, our names carved on a tree

We would walk the seasons happily hand in hand
Form girlfriend to fiancée, I'd take that marriage stand

As we enter our tomorrows, children we would discuss
To bring such joy to the world, by loving made by us

We'd grow every day much stronger, kids help to do this
Doing so much together is what's called family bliss

To see our kids prosper, and make their mark in life
As I view life's peripheral, I'm so glad you became my wife








http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-20.php

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011

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Kat Von D

Can you believe my fantasy girl is Kat Von D? I’d lay down for hours to let her tattoo me. She’s hot and gothic at the same time, As her needle pierces skin, her ink flow rhymes. A great portrait artist wearing jet-black gloves, That goes with the style that she’s so proud of. I get lost in the stars tattooed around her eyes. Her sexy inked skin bearing a black-toned guise. http://tlc.discovery.com/tv/la-ink/la-ink.html is the link, And she’s the beautiful host of LA ink. Nestled in her tattoo shop is where I’d like to be, Can you believe my fantasy girl is Kat Von D? ______________________________________________ Inspired by Christie Moses’ Fabulous Fantasy Contest

Copyright © Raul Moreno | Year Posted 2009

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To PaPa's Girl-All My Lovely Children

          Thank you for being you,
          And for all the things I see you do;

          Those precious hands I get to hold,
          That keep Papas from growing old;

          For every whisper that we share,
          And secrets kept with Ted The Bear;

          Tickling, giggling, hold on tight,
          When braving bed without the light;

          Take a ride on Papa's knee,
          To new adventures that might be;

          Special dreams I hope we'll find,
          From inhibitions left behind;

          All the things I wish I knew,
          Bring less for me than loving you.

               God Keep You close...

                      Your Papa

Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2016

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The Second Man

Am I doomed to live a tale I cannot simply complete?
Shall I always remember her with every knocking beat?

I loved a girl who was never supposed to be mine, 
I drew her sky with lilies and her ground with pine; 

Saw new horizons from the beam of her blue eyes, 
Never knew these radiant cyans could be made of lies;

They warned me not to dream far with a too-closed lid,
Vanity told me it is envy and my vision became turbid! 

First month was a walk in Eden with roses flying in between, 
Second month declared the birth of a love yet not foreseen; 

The third summoned all jealous gazes and murmurs in a chest, 
In the fourth she disappeared and no it is not some silly jest! 

I wandered far and long trying to figure out as much as I can,
Why the only girl I loved would run away with another man?

Does love deceive humans when it manipulates and controls them?
How easy for us to blindly fall into a cleverly-webbed state of rem!

A year passed me by with all of its months and weeks and days, 
I aged in that empty year but had to bitterly live that phase;

Just then I saw her striding along the road, a vision to be seen,
The girl, who haunts me still, was carrying a baby so serene!!

My heart grew colder as I greeted her with the words I barely mustered, 
The scene deadened me since then and left me again heart-flustered! 


(True Story - Happened between 1996 and 1997)

© Guru Jad 2013

Copyright © Guru Jad | Year Posted 2013

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Canadian Sally

Canadian Sally with red ribbon strings
tightening an apron fit to the seams.
Canadian Sally with jet-black hair
bound in a hat of bright red beams.

Canadian Sally with pockets of fortunes
sowing them out to us all.
Canadian Sally of sombre spirit;
patience like that of a doll.

Canadian Sally a twilight bust
who's wreath circles 'round like an aura.
Canadian Sally from love and joy
who spreads it around like a flora.

Copyright © Trevor McLeod | Year Posted 2013

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Go Go Girl

Pretty girl dancing on stage with an edge.
Hiding softness with cold eyes that look dead.

Costumes and glitter a mans fantasy.
Not the person she thought one day she'd be.

Daddy's little girl that was yesterday.
Today she's Lost in the rolls that she plays.

She looks in the eyes of the men as they stare.
Dancing and giarating swinging her hair.

Feeling the beat as she moves to the song.
Trying to believe she's doing nothing wrong.

Hoots and hollers they say take it all off.
Dirty old man at the front with a cough.

Dancing for money she has bigger dreams.
At home all alone her tears fall in streams.

A few more months maybe another year
Yet look at these girls that are still dancing here

Lies so convincing one day they will stop
Pouring out dreams never reaching the top


 

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013