Beauty Glimpse Poem by Siddic Nagdee

In truth not wanting to be Unadorned,
let strewn of flowers in your hair.
Garlands of roses to sphere a neck,
of beauty to pose of utter fair.

Compare a sea full of ocean blue,
only a rock's head in mid'st protrude.
a resting place of admirations,
of some seagulls serene in solitude.

The sound of waves oblivious of sound,
to the gulls easy resting place.
In beauty of surround a torrent sea,
alone they admire their lonely grace.

Of fear is simple in your heart to face,
above a flair of the garlands bloom.
but others are having a smiling to stare,
enchanted in your beauty without a gloom.

In all of us of born like a dove,
a creation with much adore.
some are natural in jaunty looks,
others to make up with with majestic core.

It's up to you to sing a song,
of birds and bees and trees.
For within our inner self of mastery,
Love to be happy, look good and be free.

Think back on the gulls dilemma.
They couldn’t possibly tame you.
You know as well as they do,
it's up to you to laugh it through.