Esther
I’m trying…
Trying my best to get her out of my mind
But after I saw her on the screen that one time
It was a wrap for me -
All of a sudden
Everything started to move in slow motion
And from that day forward
My whole world was taken over
Never quite able to fully recover
Because my thoughts are held captive and smothered by
Her eyes…
Her lips…
(My lies…)
Her hips…
Got me trippin’ on an apparition
Comprised of natural beauty and nonsense
And my conscience bears witness
To the consciousness of my decision
To view her barely dressed in these images
And I’m considering this a privilege
This raven-haired, beautiful
Brown-skinned, mocha, diva
A cross between Foxy Brown
Cleopatra and the Queen of Sheba
I’ve probably said more than enough
And I don’t like where this conversation is headed;
I'm turning something the Lord made
Into something entirely different to be regretted
She’s my own private apocalypse
Revelation of the darkness of my heart
Reminding me to save some things for later
And at times, it’s best to admire from afar
It's hard because she's fine
And I try to play it off with laughter
But before I even finish the statement
All I'm thinking about is Ms. Baxter
For what it's worth,
I'm at a loss for words
And can't think of any way
To say it better
Except...
Now, I see through the mirror darkly
While constantly dreaming of Esther.
About this poem
"Esther" is about an infatuation with a stunning woman they saw on screen. The poem captures the impact of her beauty and the inner turmoil it creates, as the speaker grapples with desire and guilt. It emphasizes the idea of admiring from afar and the enduring allure of this woman.
Written on April 03, 2014
Submitted by CrowNoetic on November 11, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | XXXA BBXC CXDEDEBX XBXXXFXF XXXXEXCX XCXC XXXC AC |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,386 |
Words | 259 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 8, 8, 8, 4, 4, 2 |
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