Beauty In Vain Poem by Kevin Patrick
Beauty In Vain
Little sister wears her anxiety tiara
And walks the gangplank of glamour
Famished as a hostage Cinderella
A prisoner to fawning crowds
She sweats the tension through her mascara
Always waving with mechanical aptitude
As if there's a pulley beneath her breast
Constantly shifting gears, as she walks
Under the mine field of the tight rope of your eyes
Her suffering is our allure
it takes two broad shoulder lumberjacks
to bare the load of the weight in her grin
Five pounds of makeup and hair extensions
To hold her up like a cardboard cutout
But she can wear sex like a nervous breakdown
She's almost human
But she drowns in illusion
And floats head up
For the fatal pin-up
God it takes a girls sanity
to die for loves vanity
Little sister always is affectionate personality for her brother. When she keeps little anxiety and sweats in tension she looks so worried but brother feels her tension and tries to recover. Beauty of little sister is built through love and affection and a caring brother always looks forward for happiness of his beautiful sister. A true brother tries to recover her from sufferings. May your little sister get God's blessings. Excellent poem! ..10
A one of a kind description of a beauty in vain. The best description I have ever read so far. And put a smile in my face. So detailed that I could almost see the layers of make up. I nearly fell off my chair while I was reading the second stanza laughing out loud. Beautifully crafted with a tinge of incisiveness. Loved reading it.. I have to put this beauty to my Treasure Chest.
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5/5/2024 7:56:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
she can wear like a nervous breakdown- - - it is always a great victory when I come across a poetic gem like this one. In fact, it is so heart-breakingly perfect, I will give the entire poem a 10+++++=== and a perch in my fav shelf