Long Hourglass figure Poems

Such as a woman would say with low self-esteem ...
Some say I'm not beautiful nor am I pretty 
But that's okay I can relay
 I Was Made created holy God Made Me for God 
Made...

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Some days I wake up 
Brush my teeth with anxiety 
And braid my hair with pain
There are days I chafe at my dark skin
As insults burn holes in my heart as I walk in
The school...

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She has a look of yearning in her beautiful, gray eyes, and many have witnessed the look in them and describe it as being almost hypnotized 
She has an hourglass figure and oh does she...

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my 21st century woman,
my modern woman,
You have been first of the 
born free
one year younger but already 
more worldly than me,
traditionalist, but still liberal 
so you're a left wing and a 
right wing
which makes it...

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*Holly (Vault Dweller)*

Hey bartender,
Who's that girl over there,
The one nursing the whiskey in the corner,
She has that press hat one that makes her look...strangely debonair.

*Bartender*

That'll be our little Ms. Piper Wright,
She runs the local paper,
Spends...

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The sun, has begun to rise, lifting up, to the sky, from the oceans horizon, on a beautiful morning, as I take, my daily run, along the smooth, warming, yet wet sand, now putting my...

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This sole jeering, albeit grace
full soulful foo fighting - base
sic primate approaching - at a pace
faster than prefer 
     hubble even lace
sing electric shoes to 
     evade...

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A Sand Goddess Arises

Fervently unveils his seaside Pygmalion
At the pied a terre a sand goddess arises
Sand casted are his piteous passions in sunstruck warm sand
Stuck are her arms and legs trapped, controlling her very soul
The...

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Those endless talks of 
giving the fat a trim
Beauty is now the 
monopoly of the slim! 

Sinuous and slender
The hourglass figure
The thinner, the better.

Dieting and slimming 
down tricks
ofcourse selling like hot 
cakes

Tis a pity, I...

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Flip flops and straw hat adorn him, beach wear suits him nicely
Kind is he to her as he scoops into a bucket measuring precisely

Casted are his piteous passions in sunstruck warm sands
Gently shaping and capturing...

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A lot of people are searching for love
Looking for a mate to compliment themselves
Feeling unfulfilled, incomplete, the worst half
Looking for that other half to feel complete
But some of those people searching for love
Don't love themselves...

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Let me tell you about the most tragic love story that has ever been known.
It's about a man who had a lover and her name was Pauline Jones.
It happened thirty-five years in the past.
But sadly,...

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To myself, all i can do is hate
Because i was too late
She is leaving forever
So far, far away
My chances are too late,
This horrible fate,
What is she thinking?
Is she thinking the same thing?
Did she ever love...

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To myself, all i can do is hate
Because i was too late
She is leaving forever
So far, far away
My chances are too late,
This horrible fate,
What is she thinking?
Is she thinking the same thing?
Did she ever love...

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He ruled his kingdom with an iron fist
all looked up to the earl of otherworld.
Women sighed over his handsome face,
his manly stature and his sense of humour.

His heir and son was cultivated and charming.
Yet the...

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Skin deep
Sharon Maria Moemise

My God-given crown of femininity is my nappy hair
My skin in its freckled golden-brown glory belongs to me
If perfection is what you're  looking for, then let’s be fair
Look in the mirror...

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I felt her before I saw her
She had the flashiest most beautiful red-blue hair
A blue blood, naturally
Her lips were painted a luscious cherry red
Redder than the advertisement girls of the fifties
Was I dreaming? I looked...

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Off the ladder without a life jacket.
            “Her ascent, was imminent,” said the sea,
“I wasn’t up for all that drowning racket.”
Dives in with her...

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Crown of gold curls in rainbow wrappers.
Girly-girl, at two, favored to be beautiful.
Eyelids delight to be painted baby-girl green.
Dolly’s lascivious lashes soaked in black ink.

Innocent strawberries dot baby-blue sleeveless top.
Soon, she’ll be strapless, primping at...

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The sky is marvellous tonight, it’s fraught
with possibilities of windswept cliffs.
It’s dark out here in space, but just a thought -
heavenly bodies found in hieroglyphs.

And yet, the stars are far and few between,
as feared. Navigating...

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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 hair's not blonde cascading curls
you've dull and spotty skin.
An hourglass...

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liquor
crushed ice
an effervescent tonic
an engaging libation

a crystal glass an empty mass
a looking glass an engaging lass
a reflection fills the flask
an hourglass figure smooth as glass

a view deep
a deep view

a hot and hard jigger 
an episodic...

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Her goodies stuffed inside, petrified fine.
     String of pearls, perfectly round, peachy keen.
Courting spicy cerise bottle of wine.
     Silver flute melody apt to be seen.
An hourglass figure...

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