Makeup Poems - Poems about Makeup

...I look meticulously at the lines and know that something lies behind the deep; I could not tell form where but something bigger than my mind was pulling me there. There was a peculiar light radiating......Read the rest...

...Her bathrobe hangs forgotten by the door. Her clothes strewn all across the bedroom floor. And I find that I don’t care anymore For she’s still with me. Her makeup takes up all the counter space.......Read the rest...

... My entire life I've been drowning in a darkness As a little girl I begged to be loved: Nothing more nothing less I kept telling myself it will be better when I am grown But those demons stayed ......Read the rest...

...The school year’s ending. ‘Spring Fling’ is tonight (Saturday) the biggest event (concert) of the year, and next week - final exams. It’s hard to believe that I’ll be a senior in about 2 weeks - whe......Read the rest...

...I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world, As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled. I corrected hazy, crazy vision problems, wi......Read the rest...

...Deep down inside, I carry this constant self-loathing, It's more than just a passing feeling—it's like a heavy burden I can't shake. Some days, I struggle to eat, going without proper meals, And I......Read the rest...

... Some of you, will in memory, may fondly recall. Enchanting, colored dance floors, you all had a ball! When women still wore stunning, gorgeous dresses, Unafraid to wear makeup, and sport l......Read the rest...

... For the schematic inducement of compulsive being, the transmuting tenet of identity changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange, while the conjured chameleon paints the shifting faç......Read the rest...

...In the chamber of silence where souls converge, Masks lie in wait, the nocturnal guardians of our being. Adorned with grimaces and velvet smiles, They are armors against the unknown arrows of the ......Read the rest...

...Black Cloud The sky frames this backdrop Footsteps - always moving - but never in the right direction Bang Bang What is that?! Stay Away! Can't you see?! Vroom Vroom The diesel engi......Read the rest...

...I'm broken Like a porcelain doll Her straight A's shattered Along with her perfect image Society Has always called me odd And now there's a reason But apparently it's not valid Because for 13......Read the rest...

...When feeling empty I often write -- strange, how, somehow emptying more seems start a fill -- from the outside re-connecting the within -- where I draw from reserve – ours I like to ......Read the rest...

...I knew of your special faces you wanted to be a cool veux I knew of your cold kisses we could go out all night this would be the warm up act you'd be a cat with mink coat with atypical makeup ......Read the rest...

...I could never really understand Why some women Won’t give me the time of day And seem to look the other way Or I feel like I’m being hunted And I’m their prey I just don't get it. I get so c......Read the rest...

...I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece; I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece. So beloved was this art called re-......Read the rest...