Okay, I decided to get this one out of the way. Why? Because it's a littler more on the simple side and it actually has rules. And, by the way, my nickname is DL.
Deliberately Lilliputian
My eyes are like piles of dirt,
plain yet noticeable.
My hair is like a half eaten Oreo,
dark and ragged.
My lips are like a perfect pencil eraser,
used few times.
Determined Looks
My eyes are like cups of brown coffee that can burn tongues.
My hair is like a black sweatshirt with frayed edges.
My eyebrows are like grasslands with an earthquake fracture.
My nose is like Camel's Back, gently sloping.
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For your guys' information, I have a scar that cuts across my right eye brown, hence the 'fracture'. Camel' Back is the name a a hill that is in my neighborhood. It looks like-you guessed it- a camel's back.
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The Moon, Sun and Ice Cream
PoesíaSo this is just a group of poems I put together. Some are really old, some I will write the day I post them. You're welcome to criticize my work, and give it to me straight. You're also just welcome to read. So, without further ado......
