You are like red sea in a rough mood Excellence of your beauty makes you more rude Your innocence and youth make you more crude Fire of love makes your beauty more nude
Your curly hair makes my heart up and down This warrants beauty to wear the love crown Your white color overcomes my brownish brown No eyes ever seen a beauty you in the town
My body always carries you like my soul Love has determined your beauty as a goal I sparkle on your face like a sparkling mole I am a naughty child your are a cute doll
I did Masters in English Language and Literature, LLB, Masters in Educational Administration from University of the Punjab Lahore, I also did Masters in TEFL (Applied Linguistics) and Diploma in Teaching English as an International Language under the auspices of British Council and American Center. I served in PAKISTAN ARMY as an English Instructor .I am a poet and writer. I remained Editor of Pakistan Army Journal, Pakistan Defense Review, Army Green Book and The Rising Crescent..., I published my three books in English Poetry namely Feelings, Chains of Life and Golden Glow..Poetry is my passion not profession
Must I give you the chilled truth of dry winds till the fire reaches the backyard? The half-thumb was held by the wheels. Why you were pushing the hearse of a dead lie? Anonymus was the letter written by moon
Beauty Careful as I got, paying heed to the sculpture With such finesse, and an eye of a vulture Every peculiarity went on to depict a story Incarnating legends, of the war that was gory Over the period beauty stood
Light a sharpie so bright shines on beauty seen through decay. Both beauty and decay form a duality of darkness and luminosity. Beauty is a love that can provide for its reality against dismay. Just as tradition is a security
Beauty is all around It knows no limits or bounds It is not hidden just waiting to be found Beauty is all around It shows itself by the sun in the sky It shows itself in the colour of your
The cold air seeped down with no heart, What was once a sea of beauty and life, Now had been turned to a grave of white and death, The city had almost all but stopped living too. Morning turned to
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4 Comments on "Beauty In Mood"
The rhymes are beautifully placed in poem…well written
Thanks Shamala
Generally close rhymes take away the feel…..
……..but your amazing craftmanship very well knows with them how to deal….
Love you ramakrishnan for such a beautiful poetic comment