Behold, I Adore Beauty Poem by Sylvia Chidi

Behold, I Adore Beauty

Rating: 4.8


Beauty is warm and cold
Beauty is black and bold
Beauty is different for us all I am told
Beauty I would love a chance to mould
Beauty gives the finest pleasure I am told

Beauty can be bought and sold
To the one and only highest bidder
While it graciously glitters like gold

I adore beauty
Oh! How I adore beauty with a passion
I adore beauty with every last breath

Beauty itself is not exempt
From the laws of birth and death
It experiences the joys of being young and old
Blossoming each day in early youth
Maturing adoringly each day with age

Behold, I adore beauty
Oh! How I adore beauty with a passion

Beauty is something I would like to hold
Where there is too much ugly
I can bring it out of a drawer and unfold
Spread it around the entire household
Without worrying about getting a scold

Behold, I adore beauty
Oh! How I adore beauty

When out on a nightie
Quite hungry and thirsty
And you drink the last drops of milk
From a beautiful chest that is busty
I would say, that itself is a faculty of beauty

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Terry Craddock 24 December 2015

'I adore beauty Oh! How I adore beauty with a passion I adore beauty with every last breath Beauty itself is not exempt From the laws of birth and death' wonderful perception

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Bob Blackwell 22 June 2008

Sylvia, a lovely poem. We want beauty in our life, we must first have it inside of us, otherwise we cannot see. You must have plenty. Bob

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Gina Onyemaechi 06 March 2006

This poem is a beauty, Sylv. One point, beauty may age, but, by virtue of its very nature, it remains beauty! That's my view, anyway. Warm regards, Gina.

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