PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

When you look at Me


When you look at me 

I wonder what you really see

Is it the things people say about me

Or is it the things you believe about me

When you look at me 

What do you really see

Do you see the Honesty 

That when you meet me you 

Automatically thought we were 

Suppose to be  

Your like the Ocean 
Im like the sea 
If an ocean is different from a sea
Me and you are different than as you can see 
Im like a rose 
Im have sharp prikles
You are a Daffie 
You are sweet almost like a taffy
Two different things can mix
The outcome depends if they are ful of Myths
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Honesty_queen15

View all poems →

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.