Charmless
How does she do it?
I have no clue.
What is the secret,
To having them around you?
I watch every step,
I listen to very word,
but inside,
I know it,
But I don't settle for that.
Because I know,
Charm isn't the only thing,
To bring them to you.
But maybe,
On second thoughts,
It could be true,
Because the male gender these days,
Have their eyes on the jewel.
So I sit back and helplessly watch,
That beautiful jewel,
Attract the opposite gender,
Without any clue,
What to do.
Because charmless I am,
Was still, and always will be,
And in the eyes of them,
I am,
A scientifically made jewellery.
A boring, dull, piece of jewellery.
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My Poems
PoetryThese are just poems that I create when I'm inspired to. I don't consider myself as a good poet, but I like to know the opinions of other readers and poets. They can be inspired by a song, or they can be just randomly made up, because I felt like it...
