Kolade Seun


It-'soul Beauty' - Poem by Kolade Seun

Who art thou, that speaketh: 'the beautiful one's are not yet born?
Who'd ever know, such a soul exist?
Your beauty, define lots of wealth!
Your very kind, designed to mock the very existence of 'rote';
The bloom in thy cheeks must be that of buoyancy!
How sweet everything about thou must be...

Where does thou place thy eye's, saying: 'they are not yet born? '
Oh! How blind thou must be!
Even the blind, see through 'it' and call 'it' 'beauty';
Hmm... I pray to call 'it'-'soul-beauty';
Though, thou(beauty) still faceless;
Thy very presence, felt through thy vessel...

Hitherto, none has been;
So the question persisted: 'where art they? '
Even the daffodils compete with thy beauty;
Limitless possibilities in comparisons as to thy beauty!
Oh lest I forget, I doff my hat for the creator of this beauty.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Attempting to give a concise appreciation of this beauty would be a mirage on the part of the 'Attempter.'(if the lexicographers will allow me to use such adjective) . The complex nature of this phrase called 'beauty', doesnt make matter easy. I believe on my own part, that the 'oyinbo's' haven't gotten the perfect word, to describe such facial elegancity that faces as this possess. I believe when that word comes out, using the appropriate fulcrum for the right empiricism, only then, can that word fill the vacuum.
But for now, lets just manage poetry in describing 'beauty'.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013


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