The music was played and
she walked the ramp
She became the beauty icon
and queen of fashion
All eyes were scanning her
She became a piece of flesh for their fun
No one saw the beauty of her heart
But the embellished garments
and her style captured their sight
Her smile and sharp look silenced the crowd
But a loud applause filled the hall
She walked back and looked at the mirror
Asked herself whether a loser or winner
Then laughed at her lonely charm
Which put trust in any arms
An interesting poem.. Would she put trust in any arms? I would think she would because of her lonely charms. Great imagery in this one.
She became a piece of flesh for their fun No one saw the beauty of her heart But the embellished garments and her style captured their sight.....lonely charm and laughing about herself.. dev
Wow, so nice! . Losing or winning? It really depends on the inside. Even in difficult situations we can adopt a winning attitude. Loved it so much.
She walked back and looked at the mirror Asked herself whether a loser or winner Then laughed at her lonely charm Which put trust in any arms........so moving and interesting. A beautiful poem with nice imagery shared amazingly.10
Hi Rini, Beauty of a woman Is judged by man, not woman On the shape of her body Not on fragrance of her soul. His taste decides What should wear, She dresses up for him Even today, what progress!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem Rini.++10- - - -