Beauty Untold Poem by David N. Munene

Beauty Untold



Beauty untold, mystery still fold
Actually it's told, for not yet is it old
It's gold that goes through no fire
It's depth that craves no higher
The consequence could be dire
If comparison is by a liar,
Compliment could make it realise
That it is beauty indeed

Fit to turn on the heat
Though calm and serene maintains the beat
High profile is not her bit
Recognition is hers not to keep
Selflessness runs no deep

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Francis Wanyiri 06 May 2014

Nice work I like the rhymes Keep it up...

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