The Girl In Jeans And A Tee
that I admired in spite of being so plain and lean
She was just this girl...
Dressed in Jeans,
and a simple tee -
But she looked beautiful,
Because she was so lean...
Everywhere she went,
She spoke with kindness,
She had a gentle air...
She did not seem to want to hurt anyone-
She seemed like someone who really did care.
She was just this girl...
Dressed in Jeans,
and a simple tee-
But she looked beautiful,
Because she was so lean...
When she spoke her eyes sparkled-
Her voice was like a bell...
There was something graceful-
About her movements as well!
And even though this pretty girl,
who only dressed in Jeans:
and in a simple Tee,
And looked so very beautiful,
because she was so lean-
She really was 'all that'
but She had a simple heart:
and nothing about her that was fake!
since She laughed and talked with everyone-
Befriending this girl was never a Mistake!
And even though she was just this girl...
who dressed in Jeans,
and a simple tee -
and looked beautiful,
Because she was so lean...
She was a class apart,
And even though she was so down-to-earth,
It really showed that she was smart!
I secretly admired that girl...
who dressed in Jeans,
and a simple tee -
and looked beautiful,
Because she was so plain and lean...
About the Creator
Sarah D
Short Stories/Poetry that will make you THINK a little bit about ~Life~ and Warm your heart! It's fictional content, but nice things usually brighten up the day! I want to BLESS others with what I write and be remembered for it too! Adieus
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Absolute Zero
My ambitious maw couldn't keep me warm anymore. You were the wolfhound that kept attacking it to sustain yourself. Everything you could steal, you did no matter how insignificant. You siphoned my life in small increments in order to achieve a sense of regularity. It was all for appearance's sake. You were the rat king my tail kept getting attached to. I would scurry away but all to no avail. I wallowed in compromise and misery in an attempt to be less for you. I was driven but you were threatened by anything resembling intelligence. You loved me being incomplete. I pretended to be deaf so you could speak for me. I chose silence so you could choose for me instead. I learned to surrender because you felt some desperate need to be in command. My opinion of you continued to shrink. You were never the almighty one you convinced yourself you were. It's amazing how fragile your masculinity was so you had to take my dignity to supplement. I was the undead carcass you kept feeding on. You couldn't find your own food source so you used me for your appetite. You refused to find shelter so I became your haven at the expense of myself. You somehow always knew better, it seemed. Like there was written proof somewhere out there in the cosmos that you were the superior one. I was the deluded victim you had to subjugate and keep isolated. You made it your life's mission to devalue me. You did everything to justify your abusive and callous behavior. You were always my biggest disappointment, You made sure I didn't deserve better. I had to worship you because you lived off of recognition. I was kept hostage for 15 years while you remained drunk off of my tears. I was the aberration I sought but could never enforce. You were the unwelcome savior that felt compelled to trap me. I was held captive and was forced to enjoy it. I soared beyond your limitations but you punished me for that. My entropy was at always at your mercy. You wanted me at my lowest, at absolute zero. My energy was at your disposal. I was a dedicated zombie that couldn't breathe without your permission. I was forever caught in your perpetual undertow. What would it mean to prosper? What would it feel like to reclaim my power? I was the walking dead you feared would rise against you one day. I wasn't willing to join you at your subterranean level. My melancholy is no longer my friend. I have slowly ascended to the height I always pictured myself achieving. My endeavors refuse to be frigid and tepid. You are banished to the frozen exteriors of my mind. Where polar ice and bleak extremities knew me so well. I was once at absolute zero. I was a former version of myself you kept hidden for fear of losing to. I'm not who I used to be. I am allowed to evolve beyond arctic cold. I'm thawing out, slowly but surely. The temperature is rising and so am I. My heat obliterated you because you kept stripping me of it. I was a motionless entity, encased in marble glacier, a reminder of all that I had dreamt of. Those dreams have returned. They have bestowed their value unto me once more. I'm not your captive anymore. I've been diminished long enough. Go be one with your beloved entropy. My energy cannot be destroyed nor removed anymore. You have no more influence over me anymore
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Comments (9)
The line "I secretly admired that girl..." is a touching admission of the speaker's affection for the girl.
Beautiful poem !
This is beautiful! I dress like that when I'm trying to look nice. 😂
Impressive
Nice work! I can relate to that girl you speak of, cause jeans and a T, are all me everyday!
Nice. will be great if made into music and a tune.... :)
Loved the rhyme scheme & message of this piece! Great work!
Loved the flow of this piece
nice job sarah, not a thing wrong with jeans and tee, 😊😊