Beauty Poems: 95 / 500

Beauty Imposes

Rating: 3.2

Beauty imposes reverence in the Spring,
Grave as the urge within the honeybuds,
It wounds us as we sing.

Beauty is joy that stays not overlong.
Clad in the magic of sincerities,
It rides up in a song.

Beauty imposes chastenings on the heart,
Grave as the birds in last solemnities
Assembling to depart.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michelle Claus 05 August 2014

Compelling poem, with its contrasting sentiments

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Gajanan Mishra 05 August 2013

beauty is joy, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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Joseph Poewhit 05 August 2013

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

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Karen Sinclair 05 August 2013

A nice write. First off it seems quite uninspiring to me but the more I read the more depth I saw and felt. I hope this is not offensive to anyone but I always promised to be honest in my reaction and reviews on works.

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Philip Walsh 28 June 2013

Really like this guy! Resounds recognition

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