Pretty Girls

As I was checking out [Lodge in My Noggin] , I fell in love with a poem that was posted. Check out the poem and the poet. Amazing.

Pretty Girls

all these pretty girls.

all these pretty girls.

all these pretty girls.

all around

me.

completely shadowed by these

pretty faces.

competition not for me.

pretty girls

i won't even dare step up to your plate.

pretty girls

you get the highest rate.

[5 star]

pretty pretty girls

nothing is ever late

with you.

you're always in time.

vogue.

elle.

cosmopolitan.

baby girls out of this

world.

so what of the plain

girl.

imma tear it up--

plain girl.

plain girl.

you on anotherplane girl.

so fly.

so high.

above them.

doing the do.

they can never front you boo.

never enter the contest cause you couldn't lose.

they needed jimmy choos.

7 feet heel , those is shoes.

just to reach you.

they needed moulin rouge.

face airbrushed and hair touched up.

just to hold a teacup

to you.

they need gucci, louie and burberry.

all you needed was your pen,pad and strawberry--

orbit gum.

a complete degree.

pure.

simple. full.

you do not lack beauty.

you reek of it.

so do not fit

into a pre-molded

wish of the masses.

plain girl.

plain girl.

they may rock diamonds.

but you

you're my classic pearl.

- Kim

Sunset... an old Tanka

Sitting looking up

Oh what a beautiful place

The sun oh so bright

Setting in the purple sky

I never want to look down

- Kim

Hehe... well since it's February...

Here's a ballad I wrote when I was 15... in light of Valentine's Day (corny, i know ;) )

The Ballad of Cupid

This is the ballad of a little man

Who shot arrows from above

Every arrow that he shot

Made strangers fall in love

Cupid, Cupid, the man of love

February 14th is the day

The day of Valentines

And when Cupid came out to play

He roamed the towns

With his heart-shaped arrow and bow

But something bad was coming for cupid

He just didn’t know

Cupid, Cupid, the man of love

February 14th is the day

The day of Valentines

And when Cupid came out to play

Cupid made a BIG mistake

In making strangers fall in love

For the next Valentine’s Day

He shot no arrows from above

- Kim

More... Old... Poetry.

This one's a tanka:

Blues

The vast blue ocean

It looks so wide and so deep

If only he knew

How I admire him so

He would probably behave

- Kim

... and More

I promise I'll start posting new poems, but after all the old corny ones. ;-) lol Here's another limerick.

Kicks

I can wear them for many years, months, and weeks
They are adored more than books are by geeks
Flyer than doves
They are my loves

What would I be without my sneaks

- Kim

More Old Poetry

This one is a limerick:

My Pod

It gives me the strength to proceed
It’s very special to me so take heed
My blue iPod
A gift from God
My music is all I need

- Kim

HYPE

I just found my poetry project from my World Literature class and it wasn't half bad! I'm really hype right now, I'm going to share with you. :D Here's my sonnet.

Heartbreak
I know that I have said this many times
But now I’m really sure about my claim
Your actions towards me were just like crimes
A vicious monster is what you became

I will no longer put up with your mess
You cannot just do things and not think first
Since all you did was leave me with some stress
My anger inside has finally burst

No longer will you play that same old game
Because I won’t be here for you to use
And you’re to blame. I waited; what a shame
And when you’ll want me back, I will refuse

I am leaving you now for my own sake
I know I can’t take more of this heartbreak

- Kim

Coffee House

The Literary Magazine at my school decided to have a Coffee House in our library, for free coffee and extra credit in Lit if you recited something. So... i stirred something up quickly in my Lit class. Here goes... [don't laugh]

Sen10r

All I do is stress

about all of this mess.

This mess that you know as high school,

that makes a fool-

out of me, constantly.

And without a doubt,

I'm bugging out.

- Kim

Lil' Bird

Inspiration. I recieved some today. My friends and I were just hanging out, and we started sharing poetry. Weird huh? Check it out. This one is from Zipporah.

Blood Diamond

So many long for such a thing
Something that they themselves have never felt
They spend their whole lives searching for it
Hoping for it
And will settle for nothing else
Some hearts are lucky and burst with hot red blood
While others grow pale
Emptying bit by bit all that is inside
On the pursuit
This quest for the rare
To no avail
The simple man becomes a coal miner
Searching for the precious stone
Under rubble
Hidden deep down somewhere
It lies, the antidote for being alone
Little does he know
He will never find it

- Kim