Skinned Poems - Poems about Skinned

Stay away from a rough-skinned newt Their poison skin is deadly, it will make you toot. Better to linger near an angry bandicoot. Or go to Sam’s house and watch him play his flute. If the newt comes near you, run off and hide. His poison skin is deadlier than cyanide....

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We all get so used to touching skin, that a lot of times we forget how to feel it. We forget what the texture is. We lose the memory of praising every hair, every mole and freckle. Skin is so soft: like supple, smooth, plump, creamy, clean. Rough: like dry, cracked, chapped, chafed, itchy, dirty. Warm: like heat, abundance, heavy,...

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Her fair-skinned form is more than I deserve; because her skin is light, and mine is dark, like Tristan and Yseult's love which King Mark forbade, we're banned from passion's sweet preserve. Though bred as opposites opposed, we serve our needs: and through her milk...

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Light skin, fair skin All clamoured for by Creams to the rescue Fading creams, toning creams All bleaching creams Women and men, old and young all clamouring for light skin. Looks enhancers creams a dozen to a penny Melanin, so disdainful Ebony black frowned upon; Beauty markers haven chosen. Women and men, old and young All allured to the illusion that; that beauty is...

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Always later than I'd like, richness in their cells when ripe Backberry with Apple pie delight, once to taste is not my style I've also found them there, at times and whiles, and tasted also before I'm home.' and now I've opened up the tome, the one on puddings; basin filled.' Mullberry and plum, raspberry and kiwi, gooseberry...

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“Thick Skinned – What it Feels Like for a Girl” When you speak it’s as if stars cascade out of your mouth galaxies you produce musical incantations that I listen religiously to I watch your lips form glistening cupids’ bows they spread wide open like the subtle legs of a forgotten nun whispering vesper wishes before priestly sermons and John Donne your hushed...

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In our Asian-cum-Eastern land No one prefers or admires the dark-skinned or tanned Gosh, as if the fair-skinned alone belonged to the so-called fairer sex And here, 'black is beauty' a phrase unheard All falling for the light skinned almost in reflex! Bachelors on the hunt for a non-fictional Asian 'Snow-white' Even an ugly heart will do if the skin is white,...

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a small child crouches quiet eyes taken curious sight brow creases in question it a new thing these pink shapes on earthy brown face fingers backs of hands throat breasts half covered the same familiar patterned dress she child soft traces them on toes tops of feet calves where flame's flowers seared skin pink thin knees knelt down in plea in prayer kept brown strange new tattoos alien yet not unearthly she small prods lashless lids pats proud cheekbones insistent bows her head dark hair falls forward silk waterfalls stir shadows' flit over sleeping face eyes open wide fear drains colour then warm deep brown they glow for her knowingly Posted: 12-12-2018. NOTE:...

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her dress smoothed down past skinned knees kissed by amorous lips frolicsome fete 9/1/2018...

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Skinned knees and darned socks Hand me down clothes the lot Playtime under the sun Backyard cricket when the day is done No need to be the best Just join in with the rest Go to bed dog tired 60s Summer time as we desired. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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Oh to crispy skinned Cossages those tasty morsels of the mind may imagining their delicate flavours help your busy days unwind do they taste like asparagus or is it peach do they smell like running socks or is it leech To crispy skinned Cossages those rocket ships of the mind that can fly you away to near or far wherever you’re so inclined you could go to...

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My black Skinned knees I woke up to this misty gloomy morning with a scene setting unobtainable dream a dream of impregnable God given justice shared in a impartial world never are my emotional scrapes and scratches neutral but are occupied upon this scorched earth have i found that my abuse is but a mirror placed...

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That day you said “No” I was skinned alive on the abattoir of rejection bleeding my heart has been agony burns as flames of hell set loose on me...

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Not everyone see it Not everyone wants it Dark skinned Born with it Bleach it Looking in the mirror and sees no beauty Look at her friend And see her end Won't be seen as pretty What a pity She cries cause she's dark Her skin so african So brown So fair She is a dark skinned girl Her beauty conquers that of a pearl Society claims she doesn't do it So...

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Dark Skinned Lady. the ever poised legendary beauty, granary of compassion & culture whose stunning reign sparkles the night. Dark Skinned Lady. comandress of matriotic forces, the earthquake that shakes the pillars of racism & sexism the stream that feeds liberating consciousness Dark skinned lady. epicenter of the ripples of Africanism. Divinity of a soul tranced by...

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