Saharah Rane

Rookie (11/10/97 / Macao, China)

Worth. - Poem by Saharah Rane

Beautifully clothed.
A beauty she is.
In velvet, in silk.
She is wanted by all.
Her name is unknown by anyone outside.
But her identity far wide.
For she is the most beautiful girl alive.
She bathes in rose petals.
She lives a luxurious life.
But in her heart she knows.
That nothing is right.
Even everyday as women eye her jealously.
As men keel over and beg for her hand.
She does not feel.
At the very least content.
She wished they could see her.
For her beauty inside.
For thats worth far more than anything alive.
She wished they could look past the darling face.
And look inside and put everything in place.
Pleased she does not want to be.
Wanted no.
She only wants one thing.
To be seen for real.
To be loved by a man.
That will do anything for her hand.
That can see past her face.
And look on within.
Her name Adara.
A beautiful name.
She lives to be loved.
But not truly that way.
Her servants say.
She'll find her groom soon.
But alast she does not.
She dies alone.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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