Fashion
Fashion
I am fashion.
Unorganized at my best.
I out perform the rest.
The world is my canvas.
Reds, blues, and green hues.
I know just what to do.
I paint the town with my fashion.
Life is my runway.
Lights, camera, action!
Dressed like a model in Vogue.
I strobe, like lights.
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.