“Some Assembly Required” is a satirical poem that peels back the layers of illusion in romantic 
relationships and beauty standards. With sharp irony and vivid imagery, it tries to explore the 
humorous yet sobering moment when surface perfection gives way to unexpected truth. A witty
reflection on how we fall in love with appearances—and what remains when the mask comes off.

I dreamed of silk and golden hair,
Of ruby lips and skin so fair,
A flawless face, a perfect form—
A love to keep my cold heart warm.

She smiled just right, she moved with grace,
No shadow touched her painted face.
I thought her beauty heaven-sent,
And blind with hope, to marriage went.

But night unveiled what day disguised,
Each secret slowly realised:
The teeth came first, then hair fell too,
The curves withdrew, the lashes flew.

My gaze betrayed a soul naive,
Who trusted all that eyes believe.
But love, I learned, is not skin-deep—
And shallow dreams are dear to keep.

We chase ideals carved out of lies,
And fall for masks and plastic skies.
But truth, though plain, is what will last—
Not fleeting shapes or perfect past.

So guard your heart from glamour’s game,
Where beauty wears another’s name.
For what endures, through age and pain,
Is love that's honest, raw, and plain.