AGING LIFE

FOREPLAY OF BEAUTY

How pretty

The budding smile

Of the new born beautiful flower

Which feels the air

And sees the sun,

Tastes the rain

And hears the humming of thunder

Oh how beautiful

It sways in youth

As all do look

Her way more than once

Dazers gaze for long

As it dances to show its happy state

Showing all its pretty happy face

III

It gets to the time

When the sun is a bore

It blames sun’s rays for its wrinkles

And blames the rain for its shrieking

It blames the air for its falling apart

But its fairness rots and rots

Until its stem completely falls

Tags #GHANAIAN POETESS, Beauty, POETRY.

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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4 replies on “FOREPLAY OF BEAUTY”

We take for granted her beauty but what would happen if it was lost if age played a trick and then it goes. One wonders while others speculate. If the sun lost then how would we replace the shine…….

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