I was beautiful
Relatively
I was strong
Relatively
Now
I loiter
Miserably
A willing ghost
Willing shroud
That pains
To be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I rarely, rarely give suggestions to poets about their poems. There's something here at Poem Hunter, a bond we all share in finding the truth and beauty in each poem we read. There is an entirely different paradigm in a workshop where poets have signed up to improve their craft and intend to revise based on peer reviews. That model is NOT the Poem Hunter model. B-U-T forgive me for breaking my own rationale, but I would like to see a version of THIS THEME - I am beautiful - expressed positively, developed toward affirmation, treated as true! !