Best Facials Poems
Chamber of a Thousand FacesI was a bonafide, happy beautician, like a gorgeous, daisy sun as it is rising;
And charming, happy faces were my pursuit, like silvery moonlight uprising.
My days were a flurry of manicures and facials, like nature's green revisions,
Or gardens and fields sprouting colors, due to hidden,...
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Categories:
facials, appreciation, art, beauty, career,
Form:
Couplet
The clocks tickingTime continues to slip past.
Like a river, a never-ending stream of micro seconds passing by.
You can't slow it down.
You can't halt it.
No matter how much you try to hold it back
It is still slipping past you at exactly the same rate.
No matter how much make-up...
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Categories:
facials, time,
Form:
Free verse
One In the Samecan you say you know who i really am
i wear my colors oh so bright even in the middle of the night
i don't dance a certain way or dress real fabulous
i'm not into manicures or facials or even pedicures
i don't walk with a switch or...
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Categories:
facials, lifeme,
Form:
Devolving . . . ?I remember the days not so very long ago
When a man was a man above his own ego
When trouble arose he would come a running
Like a knight in armour he'd drop his hunting
The damsel he would rescue, the fiends he would clobber
Make no subconscious mistake...
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Categories:
facials, confusion
Form:
Sonnet
Categories:
facials, absence, beauty, change,
Form:
Free verse
His HellIt roars thunder and bellows a storm,
it's vengeful like scorned gods.
A gory feature of demonic forms!
And I see it more and more envelop,
everything about me.
Everything sanity marshals!
Till words said to me,
get repelled in possessed denial
and all innuendo overted towards me,
gets ejected with stern and grotesque...
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Categories:
facials, depression,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Railway JourneysI had no ways,
But rail way,
A safe way always,
To reach out in hope.
On the way no peep,peep,
Long tracks like racks,
Ironed,strong never unite,
Steamed power,
Journey hours and hour,
Stations to station to stop,
A round ring tablet to drop,
Stations to station name boards,
Where I learned like school black boards,
Stations...
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Categories:
facials, journey,
Form:
Light Verse
When I Am OldMany if not most people are nice and complimentary, and I have heard it said, "You look much younger". Or, "You look great for your age". However, age ...
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Categories:
facials, age, culture,
Form:
Rhyme
'Twas Naught His NightBe there the bight of a November drain
turned off tattered ruffles blotted feign
a ledged I removed and tender earlobes
waif yonder spectral possession probes
cracked nut overture eighteenth twelve
emptied shells retiring indicative delve
drain feign earlobes probes twelve delve
the hour,
Penchant dragged scrape innard depth
souring blindly binds ruse lids...
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Categories:
facials, allusion, analogy, appreciation, beautiful,
Form:
Rhyme
Window TeacherWindow Teacher
by Odin Roark
As teacher
She was petite
Unassuming
Framed in layered paint
No make-up on her
Save occasional steam facials
Winter cold
Apartment hot
Patiently she granted access
Permitting learning through...
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Categories:
facials, history,
Form:
Free verse
New Sores Become Old Sores and Grow To Mature Into Scars
I saw blue memoirs fell from momma's eyes, as she looked into my brown retinas. Swiftly she removed my medicated glasses, a dominant gene I carved out from papa's bottled eyes. "Oh! sorry D!," She whispered! "Its just a matter of time new sores...
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Categories:
facials, africa, black love, blue,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Deeds That We Do, But Never DiscussWhat good is love, when guys and girls are whores?
What use are we, when all is the libido?
Good girls on their backs, bad girls on all fours,
secretly swoon for guys like the Mandingo!
Like “Deep...
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Categories:
facials, america, desire, humanity, life,
Form:
Ode
The Scent of VanillaCooking with garlic and oil
Chopping peppers and chives
Crinkling aluminum foil
Running water over dirtied knives
Cutting boards strawberry stained
Slicing apples and poaching pears
Steamy facials from pasta drained
Sizzling pops like lightning flares
Piping a French buttercream rosette
Cracking eggs with no loose shell
Waiting for lime jello to set
But nothing beats...
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Categories:
facials, culture, food, fruit, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme
Fury For the Masses Iii“Worm! Your honor;
Witness the decline of the American Dream,
a demise right on time. “
I surmise…
The death of democracy,
our blind rage for insane things.
Lies are truth and fiction is Fact. The blind leads the blind and the orange baboon is king a...
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Categories:
facials, america, anger, change, class,
Form:
Free verse
Song of The Atropa 'belladonna' No 14: ABBAAs strangleweeds ghost life manifestly,
caused by an Atropa belladonna
exposé mind-bending, marijuana
bears parallel outcomes, yet, it's deathly,
Greek myth Atropos cuts the thread of life
belladonna, a woman of beauty ...
Italian. If eaten, highly deadly,
or plant scrapes open cut, certain wildlife
are unaffected by its consumption ...,
pupil highlighters, cosmetic...
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Categories:
facials, allusion, analogy, death, fate,
Form:
Crown of Sonnets