The Idea Of Beauty
The charisma of blossoming flower,
in the deep core of unfurling buds lies
the sweet fragrance of spring’s rippling shower,
flitters on latticed wings of butterflies.
Within the shade of azure firmament
I get rid of all my age old pretence,
and floating in the air of fantasy
I reinvent with boundless contentment
the sensuous idea so intense
of women’s time transcending pure beauty.
Nothing lies between charming Eve and you,
when you’re in view my vision is suffused
with enthralling resplendent rainbow hue,
shimmering on the rain-drenched face enthused
by the lure of silver-lined drifting cloud,
making tantalizing shapes amorphous,
fill my mind with endearing perception.
As my amorous feelings lift the shroud,
I envisage the image so gorgeous
of women’s everlasting attraction.
The charm of marvelous living sculpture,
created by the designer supreme,
lights glimmer of love with luring rapture,
twinkling like crystal stars of cosmic dream.
As fervent tinsels swathe my yearning heart,
a beguiling cadence pulsates I feel.
I perceive the aura of innocence
in the grand masterpiece of lively art.
These metaphors of eternal appeal
define women’s dulcet magnificence.
May 4, 2022
Syllable count : 10 per line (HMS)
Theme chosen : Idea
Contest : Form-O--Ode-New Poems
Sponsored by : Constance La France
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2022
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