Golden And Red

The lustre in her eyes tiffany blue
Is as subtle as a miry leaf’s dew
Her velvety, arrow-straight hair
Dance charismatically in the air
Her rosy lips, her dove-white face
Spellbinds e’ery fellow, who gaze
At her glitz, her beguiling beauty
She hears her praises in deep glee
She’s a bumptious beauty queen
A proud peacock, vain and mean
For she treasures her enticing flair
A lover’s words but to her are mere

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Muhammad Farhan Ahmed

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I was born in Rawalpindi, Pakistan. I started writing at the age of 11. I am a passionate poet and I use the power of my heart and my imaginations to write poems. I've been writing poetry for five years. I initially wrote free-verse poetry but I was inspired by William Wordsworth's poems and then I switched to rhythmic poetry. I am a poet of emotions and sentimentality. I embellish my thoughts and ideas by adding several metaphors, idioms, and similes. In 2013, I participated in an inter-school poetry competition in which I was awarded the first prize. I'm hoping to publish a book which compiles up all my poems, called ''Farhanite''. In my opinion, being a poet is like living in a world of dreams and inner visualizations, that you turn into words adorned by beautiful metaphors, similes, idioms, and rhymes. Poetry is a tool that completely changes your personality, your style, your ambitions, and in short, you.
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Yes and the picture with your poem says it all in her eyes. Yep sometimes bueaty is shallow.

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