Make Up Poems - Poems about Make Up

Make up your mind this very day, Let no dream drift or fade away. Put on primer, smooth and bright, Lay foundation, set it right. Shape your path with steady hand, Frame your goals and take a stand. Contour your days with light and shade, Highlight the highs, let worries fade. Blend with patience, take your time, Let wisdom guide—its touch sublime. Dust off doubts...

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Personas have limits, boundaries veiled by the thin masquerade of pretense They whisper promises of identity, yet crack under pressure of reality's weight—poet She puts on her face while vaping smoke surrounds, Carefully paints fishtail eyes , studs, and crimson lips, satin scarfs around hug her hips Bindi adorned when with the Janes A sterling nose ring pierces...

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If (all) made-up words ware to be taken away.? Just how would we communicate today? This May be for some? A bit of dis-grunt? However i thought? I would give it a shunt.'...

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When i was 5 i couldn't have sleepovers I was so jealous of the older girls who could When i was 6 I couldn't wear makeup I was so jealous of the older girls who could When i was 7 I couldn't have a phone I was so jealous of the older girls who could When i was 8...

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my little gray friends masked avengers of the night trash can burglars...

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There was a lady in her late thirties She loved juicy gossip and kitty parties Kids were two, an older boy and a younger girl Naughty devils but the lady’s whole world The lady was always in makeup from morning to night Spending money on cosmetics you can imagine the lesser half’s plight That never deterred her from buying new things...

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You cannot have that face. It doesn't belong to you. Try some other image, but not those star eyes of blue. Red is fine for lips, but not those squiggly lines at edge. Original face required, when you take the circus clown pledge....

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Marietta is a make-up artist with flare Does things that others would not dare Wins competitions from hither and yon Uses models who love what she puts on Attended a show and could not believe Things she will do, tricks up her sleeve Proud of sis, I raved about her for days She is now a designer for lots of pay...

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the Egyptian queen's eye make-up had to be perfect she instructed her face painter to make it extra green and the blackest ebony you can imagine she instructed him the harried creator had to add more lead and more copper each time he thought it was right she shot him down More green, more black, and she frowned at his...

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In service my heart as it cries for love; What shall I do I am in remorse mode; Beating ever sweetly covered in blood; Tangent dreams of ever falling implode; Eyes catalyst broken in heartache blind; Heart can't sight where my malignant head is; Those screams of brazen swollen eyes inclined; Heartbroken beating no wise appears gives; Solace passionate joys flooding over; Challenge...

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It’s not okay a heavy make-up Ahead of a medical check-up And - please believe me-it’s a up: If doctor is handsome “a set up!” It’s a patient’s right: a good make-up Before a booked medical check-up But some medic for sweet face “Thumbs up!” While Mascara could a check-up screw up… At last, somebody shall be tensed up The medical check-up time...

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I used to miss your touch, now your hands feel like claws I used to melt in your stare, now your eyes come with bristles I used to miss your shag and plaits, now you wear a tail of a horse I used to miss a natural shape, now your curves are created by a dose I used to...

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Eyelashes Eyelashes are such a little bitty word, and they in themselves are little bitty too. They said “girl did you know all the stuff I can do?” Put those things on and then bat your eyes, trust me you’ll look and say “oh my my “. I wonder if eyelashes could do all...

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I feel most free when Authoring the email and just press ‘send’ Letting go From someone I left in the snow A partner ever so cold Decided this relationship hand I will fold “Take the winning chip” I did quip Scribing the electronic script Savoring my wine,...

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Echoes are the calling waters stream; Ever bright lights the morning sun gleam; Look at me, look at me; I am what you see A mass molded dirt/clay body; amidst the presents of fluids the make up of me; 8/13/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©...

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