Wednesday, March 17, 2010

My Boyfriend is Ugly - A Poem

I was talking to someone the other day and was heart-broken after hearing their opinion that a mutual friend of ours should not date a particularly wonderful person because they deemed him unattractive. Obviously this is something that is common place....but I do yearn for a world in which everyone could truly look at each person for their internal quality. Thus I wrote this poem based on this conversation with my acquaintance as well as my own personal experience with dating someone who was not considered attractive by conventional means. They were amazing to me, totally hot...because they were so beautiful inside.

I wrote this in honor of all the people who aren't afraid to look past the outside, and for all the people who take time to better themselves on the inside. This poem, although written is meant to be preformed in a spoken-word format.

I have a boyfriend.
Some might say he's plain.
Some might even go as far as to say,
He's ugly.
Certainly, not attractive in the
Traditional sense.
But whenever I look at him
All I see is the sun shining forth,
Blessing people with his light.

Other guys have done
Nice things for me.
But, anyone can do that.
(Boys listen to what I'm about to say)
Open a door,
Pull out a chair,
Pour her a glass,
And then you believe
You treat her better than the rest.
And you forget
That flowers don't grow
On trinkets alone.

But he,
He tries to find what makes me tick,
What makes me bloom,
What makes my insides twist, and cry, and glow.
He listens,
Not only to my words
But to my body, my soul,the way my eyes flash
When he does something that makes me blush.
So he does it see a reaction,
To test my make me smile.

Yes, you might say he's unattractive
But then he's so damn funny.
And his brain is a masterpiece in motion.
I love to watch it work, and whirl, and smoke.
Cute guys are so dead behind the eyes.

If a house looks like shit on the outside
And its a fucking mansion inside...then I'll take
The maid, the butler, and those damn comfy pillows.
I don't care about the neighbors...let them think
I'm slumming while I drink champagne.

Cute boys and girls might not ever have to work
At being better on the inside.
(Although I give props to those that do)
They just get everything for free.
While their house is in decay
They think you should pay
To park in their garage.
And when you do, you get jacked
Like your in the ghetto
But instead of your rims getting "stole"
Its your soul.

You say my boyfriend's ugly
But I say your eyes are weak
Maybe its his Light,
The intensity of it shining so brightly
Its hard to look directly in and come out
The same.
He'll change you, you'll grow
And find yourself looking
At the beauty of life
Just a little bit more.


  1. Care Sr. FSO,

    I would say that the initial attraction one has to another person does not come from inner values but outer appearance – in the broadest sense, not limited to beauty (whatever that means anyways). So love on first sight based on inner values seems a bit impossible – in my humble opinion. However, people meet and talk, see others and find them interesting. If then the only reason why such a “story” should not lead to a relationship between two individuals would be because one does not consider the other attractive, meaning he/she would be embarrass being seen with the other one (or, even worse, because other people, friends, family believes or “advises” so…) well then it is sad beyond words. But also I believe if someone says that they can not be with someone else because that one is ugly but they would like to be with that one otherwise, this is full of crap. Love is maybe not fully blind and I think it even should not be blind. But Love sets different priorities. In that case, the individual would be important, not the shirt or the glasses he is wearing, or the nose or freckles or braces in his face. Love accepts, overcomes, tolerates… It is that gooey stuff that sinks into every gap and sticks everything together, forming a wonderful, complete and unique piece of art we see in the other person; it is the light illuminating it in the perfect way making it shiny and also warming us by its reflection… That of course is only my personal opinion – an idealized, maybe naive view as I may add…

    In L.V.X.


  2. I could definetly see this performed as a spoken word.

    Especially this passage caught my eye. Brilliant!

    "If a house looks like shit on the outside
    And its a fucking mansion inside...then I'll take
    The maid, the butler, and those damn comfy pillows.
    I don't care about the neighbors...let them think
    I'm slumming while I drink champagne."

  3. Lovely poem..hehehe..but you care way too much for the other's opinions.
    Something to ponder about..

  4. mmmm...maybe. But if I didn't I wouldn't have been inspired to write this poem. I think its important to use your interaction with other people to learn more about yourself and what is important to you.

    Have a great day

  5. I had an ugly boyfriend before. In fact, the first time i ever saw him, my reaction was "i would never go out with someone so unattractive." Well, we both worked in the same area so i would see him every day and as the days, weeks, and months went by, me and him became great friends who could tell each other anything. About 9 months into our friendship he asked me to be his girlfriend. I was hesitant at first but i finally did say yes to him. Unfortunately, i was young at the time and I let other peoples opinions get the best of me. I knew that others thought my boyfriend was ugly and i was embarassed to bring him over to family get togethers or get togethers with my friends. Of course our relationship didn't last but now, I miss him so much and I wish I had been able to see past his unatractiveness because when we were alone together, he truley did make me happy. He was such a good person and didn't deserve to be treated the way he was treated because of the way he looked. I miss him terribly and I wish that I appriciated him when I had the chance.

  6. Very well written! I agree. I feel as if society has put too much stress on outer appearances, but inner beauty is way more important, as you have clearly demonstrated in your poem. :) Well done.