I
Sweet girl, sweet girl, If I may humbly ask,
do you know your beauty transcends the dusk?
Do you know your smile outshines undimmed sun?
Do you know you're graceful in dance, you spun?
II
Do you doubt your enthralling, lovely charm?
Do you doubt skills of your small skinny arms?
Do you doubt that you'll ever win his heart?
Do you doubt your beauty's life's greatest art?
III
Are you clueless of your dreamy allure?
Are you fearful of truth being unsure?
Are you prepared to battle pain in love's name?
Are you hopeful in love that he'd be same?
IV
Can you not remember that I exist?
Can you still ignore feelings that persist?
Can you still smile with a scar that won't mend?
Can I be there for you but as a friend?
YOU ARE READING
Voiceless Poetry
PoesíaDrops of rain fall in my ambience Flooding me and my existence Tears trickle down but fails to drop Voice unheard, never yields to stop Poems are verse to let out thoughts In each line is beauty of thoughts In each word is wonder of thoughts It drai...
