Story Of Beauty Poem by kemurl fofanah

Beautiful woman

A pearl rose beholden to every moral man

The sways of her visible waist

Draws thousand glances totally divorcing their haste

The twinkling of her eyes

Causes even nature's hearts to emotionally rise

The twitching of her nose

Is like seeds of love, scattered in a barren hearts to make understanding grows

The stretching of her chicks

Can feed lustful soul for weeks

Her facial countenance, shattered doubts

Which jealous jaws had boldly spread out

Her palm are like ruby

Just like infant feets smooth and chubby

She hold collection of alluring praises

From lyrisist, novelist and poets from different races

But they all seems to have drowned in their emotions

For the slow death of this beauty faintly rides in their inward captions

Tis funny how this woman songs were sang for

Lay useless, unable to twitch sway, twinkles or stretch her body parts like before

And into pool of lost memory

Her beauty dies to be born in another woman's story