She liked green eyed chads
You like chads, handsome with green or gray eyes
They see you as another toy, a scratch on their flies
Their gaze always tells, it always belies
You can see their empty lies in their shallow eyes
But my dear-
you will not see the depth of love in my pitch black eyes.
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Posted Dec 23, 2021, 1:44 AM UTC · edited
The title of this poem is so freaking hilarious and my main criticism is the title is so good the content under-delivers
I respect the fact you are sharing your feelings and this is something honest you have decided to post. I am a firm believer that the narrator is not one and one with the author so idk who you are. This could be you speaking as you or a narrator as a caricature the author is commenting on. I don’t know those details
I like the abrasiveness of “you”. Second person can be so hit or miss. I like it in this context
Where this poem falls flat for me is shallow eyes/ pitch black eyes. It’s too angsty for my taste and the sounds aren’t satisfying and the repetition doesn’t warrant additional meaning in the juxtaposition
If this is autobiographical, you can get the girl! You just gotta believe in yourself. The self hate is working against you. Also you gotta respect people who don’t want to be with you. Often it’s nothing personal - they vibe with someone else. You’ll find your lady eventually
If it’s not autobiographical the poem becomes more interesting since the meaning becomes less clear And there’s more ambiguity to contemplate
Either way - I’m so glad you shared your poem. That takes guts and you’re on the path to becoming a better writer and I’m so proud of you!!
Thank you for the kind words and the critique