Best Eyeliner Poems

I sit on the toilet...
planning my choice of clothing,
hairstyle, makeup and daily chores.
Using my eyeliner for writing
a reminder to myself on the toiletpaper,
and make me...

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Sipping cherry limeade, driving in the car parade, 
we're cruising in the Lone Star state.
Didn't want a bucket seat; the thing it couldn't beat, 
was...

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Hell breaks loose through the trusting door
Whining its splintering, wooden hinges
Claws wrapping onto the arches beyond
Gnarled feet pressed on the threshold
Lower limbs jingling with sparky...

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Intricately fragile, embracing her curves, 
She silently breathes in this womb,
This womb where she is a prey to its wants, 
Its black silken webbing costume,

That...

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open …
I keep my eyes open
to watch you as you kiss me
to think on all that you are thinking
all the carnal thoughts that
might be stirring...

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Her hair was red, frizz with frost
Crisped, solidity, warmth was lost

Porcelain skin, eyes of deep blue
Hair falling in wisps, reminds you of someone, 
you likely...

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God's Palette

How does God paint a calico cat?
With smidgeons of orange, gold
and the most charcoal black.
A white background is his canvas.
His heavenly brushes, of these,...

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Slouched in the chair, with the lights off
Bottle in her hand she’s 
Amused, by the illusions she’s having
No parents, dropped off at the steps of...

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She wanders through the rubble,
Tears streaming down her twisted face.
Red eyes mixed with black eyeliner. 
Her pupils shine green among the dancing flames.

Branches snag her...

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Tuesday was the day the ogre found my kitchen.
The dog sat in the hallway for an hour watching her
Empty my refrigerator, and two cupboards.
I had...

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Why do I have so many cocktail dresses?
I know why 
But just a passing thought
I buy them mostly from wonderful charity shops
And I thought how...

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Welcome to society
Where you feel worthless and small.
You are judged for being ordinary
And judged for being different
Than everyone else.
If I have the same shoes as...

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( Nb- I can assure the reader that this is in no way autobiographical- absolutely impossible)


Excuse me, madam, you're too fat
and Lady, you're too thin.
Your...

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we're here again
you in denim skirt
shrinking against long legs
I in (imaging) nothing
sheen & glisten in moonlight
interior car lamp light
tan
crimped high hair & bangs
blue eyeliner
mascara
easy to...

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Now as i weave my poetry, he says to me

"You look good beautiful

From the tips of your fingers to the ends of your nails"


I smile...

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