If laughter was the sought description of smiles
Then I would gladly say she is the joy that still reminds me of life worth living.
If beauty was described as perfection,
Then I would gladly say am beautiful and perfect in her
She is the woman that gives me hope to move on even when all hope is gone;
When life is just a glimpse of light, I still would find beauty in her.
If love was described with alphabets,
Then I would change A to Z just to reach her much faster
I would make U and Me into Love
I would surely change the alphabet for Her.
It is worship but I think it has turned in to praise.
What song can I sing to her if not ‘Love has a name’
What dance beat would I be playing if not ‘The world turns crazy just for you’
If you where the rains,
Then I would gladly let them fall on me.
I would make their waters waste me clean.
I would get soaked in the drained waters.
I would be glad in those waters.
Like an old man, telling stories to his grandchildren
I will gladly and repeatedly tell of your story
I will light a fire for them
I will seat them down to listen to your story
I hope they imitate you.
I hope I make a beautiful plant
That will bear rich fruits and brighter flowers
Brighter than the roses in the gardens
I hope they imitate you.
YOU ARE READING
Woman
Poesía'Woman' is a collection of poems that explores themes of love lust emancipation grief death loneliness and all about a she in my world.
