November 6, 2008

  • Eyeing Someone Else

    EYEING SOMEONE ELSE

     

    I see you checking me from across the room/

    you may not have noticed/

    but I been peeping you too/

    hoping you would come over and poly’ with me/

    but when you did I couldn’t even speak/

    See

    The words tiptoed silently across my tongue/

    and you couldn’t even hear them/

    because they wouldn’t even come/

    you couldn’t hear me when I said/

    I know I’m not perfect/

    but you could perfect my head/

    I know

    Maybe you think my eyes are too tight/

    or my skin ain’t that bright/

    or maybe my breasts are too big/

    and you don’t like the shape of my chin/

    you might think my stomach’s not flat enough/

    and my attitude is a little too rough/

    but I could change all that for a chance at your love/

    Well

    Maybe you think I don’t talk “that black”/

    I don’t walk with that sway that often attracts/

    I know you probably think my head wrap’s tied all wrong/

    you probably wonder why I don’t keep my hair that long/

    but does all that make you bypass me/

    can’t you look past these little insecurities/

    I mean

    I know you think my poetry’s too sappy/

    you think my hair is coiled just a little too nappy/

    but I already know I’m far from perfect/

    so what exactly does that mean/

    That I could never be suit to be someone’s queen/

    but maybe/

    I’m just letting my insecurities get the best of me/

    so maybe you should stop and take just

    ONE

    MORE

    GLANCE

    Perchance you’ll see me for the first time/

    you wont be so deaf/

    wont be so blind/

    but that’s another night/

    when I finally feel right/

    and I’m fine

    BY

    MY

    SELF

    But until I am/

    I’ll always see you/

    eyeing someone else.

Comments (12)

  • love it… that’s writer/reader connection there

    D

  • Her own insecurities psyched herself out of something big. It was only big because she made it that way. If he had of gotten up and coming over, I ‘m not sure who would of won the battle, her own insecurities or her desire for love…..

  • @dafeelingsinside - look at you tryna come thru. lol… its welcome and you know it.

  • “MAn . I am feeling this poem like  I don;t know what. where did it come from? How did U materialize this one?

  • @Stillpoetic - it’s just… on the outside i may not appear as insecure as i am on the inside. and i wanted to write that. i wanted to release those things that seem to be the cornerstone of my personal insecurites… and it just came and went. even tho i’m okay with saying them outloud i had to.

  • @ISLYMORE - yeah I can dig that and Understand it. I had to go back to jump street and see how U been evolving ina nd out of this poetic work. WOW

  • @Stillpoetic - man… it’s a journey. and when i say journey, i mean JOURRRRRNEEEEYYYYYY! and what is your take on my evolving?

  • @ISLYMORE - very nice, very nice, u are rounding out good. if i do say so myself

  • @Stillpoetic - i assume  is a good thing?

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  • Maybe you think my eyes are too tight/or my skin ain’t that bright/or maybe my breasts are too big/and you don’t like the shape of my chin/you might think my stomach’s not flat enough/and my attitude is a little too rough/but I could change all that for a chance at your love/Wow…you really captured ME all throughout this poem. I don’t appear as insecure as I really am. And this is whole poem seems like something that could go through my head…loves it.

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