THE RISE OF A POET

LADIES,IN A ROW

The ladies flaunt their expertise in a row

Names untouched and explicit as they grow

Made for kings,governor's,ministers,and their misters

Counting from my far left,

Faces vixened in embroideries of compliments

Evett says boldly',I am of velvet'

Rose,'my name says so'

Joy,'I never stop jubilting'

Ladies are like the fruits of a mango tree

They fall in variant sizes

Barbara,'full of life'

Bernice,'at the tune of music'

At the brinsk of an eyebrow

Men begin to mellow

I've seen ladies,you've seen them too

Ain't you one of them?

In a row and a flick of a toe

Beauty,cheers clasping immensely

Summer,spring and all seasons evolves with their existence

Modernisation,development and escalation of humanity surgeons at their syringes

Ladies,merci,mom and the alpha duos

I'm exonerated at the tone of your soft specks

In one's,two's they come,their creation is that magnificent

Their glutes in distinct appearance

Aligned at the orbits of their modesty

Likes of strong ladies empowering the youth

So amazes the hand that made them

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