She Lies Poem by Stella Omoregie

She Lies



She lies there,
her ruby ring on her finger.
she lies in animal skin clamoured on her
Her hair well done: wavy and sleek.
Her vanity visible-the red lipstick.
Ohhh! it looks gorgeous on her
pardon me for loving the beauty even in her death.
For she lived out loud, now dead it shows.
How she moved graciously about i think.
Now, she lies even graciously,
all with her vanity as she lived

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Crimson Love 24 October 2011

Simply amazing, death can bring as much beauty as life can.

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Stewart Gideon 24 October 2011

short but witty. having lived in vanity, she lies there now vanity herself; so vanity upon vanity, all is but vanity.

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Ifedayo Oshin 22 August 2011

Waow! the vanity outlives her! what an irony! one thinks vanity is always shortlived. thanks for your beautiful poem that reminds us that too much vanity is deadly!

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Ezediuno Louis Odinakaose 16 August 2011

even in death? she lived in vanity now laid to rest still in vanity life nor death has no hold to keep her bay. I love ur writings.

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