(****) Insecurity Poem by Alice Cuenca

(****) Insecurity

Rating: 5.0


battling every second of decay
etched across the contours of this face,
my perception has gone skewed.
I meet them head on
with complete weapons:
an anti-wrinkle cream,
a moisturizer
and
sunscreen,
mixed with self-esteem
sealed in a jar.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarwar Chowdhury 28 November 2008

battle of every second........nice thought out! ......10+

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Ying Escalona 26 November 2008

some are stored in syringe..and some just a splash of mud :)

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Ric Bastasa 24 November 2008

i like most the end part....self-esteem inside a jar..wow!

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Estrella Baldemosa 24 November 2008

Ah! with foundation, I bet it'll even taste better

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