Paul Mwenelupembe


Beauty In The Woman - Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

Perched, dropped, flipped
Sounds of the day
Sounds of the woman in colors

In beauty she crops
In beauty she counts
While beauty in her eye
Is blonde, scorch, gloomy

Drunkard in spots hit
Is a woman with beauty
Her face, agolden facet

Beauty in the woman
Craves no murmurs, calm she comes
Head on the valley of green
of saltless
Speechless and never smiling
Like adog

Beauty in the woman
Loving she is born
Caring she spoils in a reborn
While dragging in no wars
such afamily of fame
Only lives in her


Poet's Notes about The Poem

women are entittled to beauty and morals. Some have their morals decayed while some are perfect.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 17, 2012



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