Dreamy Beautiful

poem about beauty and death

Poem

 

Let her beautiful silky texture wear you out
When she rushes at you and slowly retrieves.
Let her get exhausted at your feet.

Allow her to let you breathe.
For how many years will you still your form?
How many more years till you are all gone?

Let her take care of your every leaf,
Let her make you more strong through her gentle crease.
Receive love slowly and steadily,
But never mistake her for a gentle being.

Flowing through her miseries she keeps her head high.
Let her live and not let her hopes die
For she can swallow all her pride
Just to watch you smiling by her side.

Let her beautiful silky texture wear you out
When she rushes at you and slowly retrieves.
Look closely within her, the glowing light of a sweet relief.
Discover her magnificence, because gradually we all will die.

 

more by PRANJULAA SINGH

photograph by Kien Do

 

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