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Vanity Disection
By: Steven Ye
She veils herself with a dark shade of crimson lipstick,
Luscious mascara, that creates the illusion of beauty,
The inch-thick layer of foundation cemented onto her face is her protection.
Her white gold hoop earrings dangle with a sign of danger.
She wears multi-chained necklaces that hang her pendants,
Just as she once did with her modesty.
She flaunts her revealing blouse made of lace
With a shirt that tight, it seems her breasts are about to burst,
Her hemmed skirt climbs inch-by-inch up her thighs,
Her stockings rise up into an abyss,
Her seductive legs appear to offer something more,
But that’s where the deception lies.
She sashays in her Converse shoes by day,
And her secret weapon, her Prada heels, by night.
She strides guardedly as to not drop the jug of water on her head,
Her icy glare stings like a snake bite.
She appears to be magnificent,
And is envied by other women,
But she scares men;
They fear rejection and her high-end needs.
[/end teh poem]
I gotta analyze it. Find the metaphors and such.
Yes, it was poem that I wrote, BUT I HATE DOING ENGLISH HOMEWORK!
Last stanza is phail, I know.
So, GBAtemp, wanna help me?
Not even just analyzing, but making the poem better would be helpful too =D
EDIT:
Someone told me to do an allusion to Helen of Troy.
By: Steven Ye
She veils herself with a dark shade of crimson lipstick,
Luscious mascara, that creates the illusion of beauty,
The inch-thick layer of foundation cemented onto her face is her protection.
Her white gold hoop earrings dangle with a sign of danger.
She wears multi-chained necklaces that hang her pendants,
Just as she once did with her modesty.
She flaunts her revealing blouse made of lace
With a shirt that tight, it seems her breasts are about to burst,
Her hemmed skirt climbs inch-by-inch up her thighs,
Her stockings rise up into an abyss,
Her seductive legs appear to offer something more,
But that’s where the deception lies.
She sashays in her Converse shoes by day,
And her secret weapon, her Prada heels, by night.
She strides guardedly as to not drop the jug of water on her head,
Her icy glare stings like a snake bite.
She appears to be magnificent,
And is envied by other women,
But she scares men;
They fear rejection and her high-end needs.
[/end teh poem]
I gotta analyze it. Find the metaphors and such.
Yes, it was poem that I wrote, BUT I HATE DOING ENGLISH HOMEWORK!
Last stanza is phail, I know.
So, GBAtemp, wanna help me?
Not even just analyzing, but making the poem better would be helpful too =D
EDIT:
Someone told me to do an allusion to Helen of Troy.