Superfical Beauty Poem by Samantha Samis
Superfical Beauty
In the heat of a summer’s night,
Sweat clinging to her skin,
Hair pasted upon her back
She paints her nails.
She makes an attempt at beauty,
But in her heart she feels there is no such thing.
Everything about her is all wrong,
Her hair,
her eyes
right down to her very feet.
No ammount of polish,
No ammount of mascara will cover her flaws
nor mask her inperfections.
What then is she to do?
Give up?
No.
Giving up would be giving in,
Admitting to herself that in fact she is ugly.
Beauty, she can not gain,
Not like this warm night,
Not like the beautiful stars,
Not like the most blessed creations on earth.
She dips her brush back into the bottle
to look upon the heavens
Wishing, hoping that one day soon she can
See the beauty in herself
And paint her nails no more.
At the end of the poem you bring in the point. see the beauty in her own self. physical beauty is only skin deep. this is a great realization in life. the real beauty is in the ability to love in selfless ways without the pangs of a destructive ego.. thank u for bringing in such a wonderful point through ur poem. thank u again
At the end of the poem you bring in the point. see the beauty in her own self. physical beauty is only skin deep. this is a great realization in life. the real beauty is in the ability to love in selfless ways without the pangs of a destructive ego.. thank u for bringing in such a wonderful point through ur poem. thank u again
this poem has a sense of hurt in it but i agree with my fellow poets that noone is ugly coz there will be always something that will make pple different and you will always find something to like about yourself or about someone so i think the problem with the lady in this poem is that she can not find anything beautiful ion herself.... the style in this poem is very unique and i liked the way you structured your poem... keep it up! ! ! !
Nobody is ugly...Thanks to God for creating us normal and healthy...the beauty come when u start to believe yourself, the beauty of your inside glow your outer beauty... People can judge but not meaning they are true...sometimes people confuse either purple or blue, whatever u do let it be true then beauty and love always with you.... there is no word for perfection...it just a creation...The only perfect is only God... Take care believe in yourself
I find women to be one of the most beautiful creations on earth, the night cannot be warm without them and stars can be found in their eyes. It's hard for one to find there own beauty but others will. Keep looking and you will see why others stair at you the way they do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beauty is only skin deep. So many wear there painted masks, not true to who they really are. Real beauty comes within. You portrayed this so well in your poem! Media pressure is a key factor of woman looking more at there outward appearance rather than drawing on the inner beauty. Wonderfully scribed! : D