Dear Sally,
I am ugly and I know it
I am stared at with eyes that say
'Was he born of a woman,
Or some unearthly creature?'
But she looked at me.
Dear Sally,
I am ugly and I know it
I am stared at by people who say
'How does he carry that face?
'How does he...?'
But still she looked at me
Dear Sally,
I am stupid and I know it
Stupid enough to fill myself with mirrors
To bask in the beauty of my ugliness
Just because she looked at me
Dear Sally,
I am stupid and I know it
Stupid enough to think she loved me
No one loves me, She will never love me
But I love her,
I love you.
All because she looked at me
You looked at me.
For a second it lasted.
Just for a second,
But I saw it.
A transit from disgust to awe
Awe of my beauty.
Dear Sally,
Before I go to sleep,
I want you to know one last thing.
Despite all negativities in life,
Everyone has a moment of beauty,
Even me.
But I saved your moment of beauty, Sally.
I made it last forever.
And soon I will be with you,
And my moment of beauty
Will last forever with you.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
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this a beautiful piece... very strong positive message.
The use of direct / indirect reference expressions might be a touch misleading - well, depending on the reader - but it can also add a touch of spice to the write.
I love the closing lines; thats the poems highest points 4 me - coulda made that the foundation and built the whole poem around it!
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