Beauty

by IndiaL

May 30, 2017

She could have asked for anything:

Diamonds,

Dresses,

Dainty Delicacies.

But she knew

None of those things mattered.

She had all she needed:

A father's love,

A mother's memory,

Her beloved books.

But there was one thing she wanted,

Something so fleeting,

And yet so bewitching.

No one can truly possess it-

At least, not for long,

Though it's never stopped them

From trying.

And so,

She requested a rose,

Hoping to admire

The one thing she could never have,

Never realizing

She was beautiful all along.

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S.zaynab.kJun 11, 2017

The beginning line is very attractive. Alliterative nicely too. Your poem is super. Kudos. Im a new poet here but have been writing elsewhere for ages so I invite u to review my latest poem too. Readers elsewhere tell me they enjoy my poems  lots so hoping u will too.