BEAUTY

Broke, oblique, banish to dungeon
Deface, defame what flavour in her
Beauty is deep, beyond surface, faux
Is, handiwork of God, Eros craftsman

She can shift; soft to shattering strength
Yet, wooly she is, she wants; velvet and kind
Willingly walking the miles living to let live
In Being, in spirit, in submission unimaginable

Here's beauty, true diamond, no freak
Carrying burden in mold, in words in mystery
Yet captivating to eyes beholding her shine
Like effervescent river she flows, like smoke, seen.

Comments

Joe Musa said…
Hello Segun, a great poetry delivered. Thanks for the enrichment.

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