The Voice of Beauty
What this contagious smudge?
Spreading in their walk of life
With that fondness on its look
And behaving in us too august
From its stockpile and reserves
As everyone keeps impatient
And nervy well at his seconds
A mutual support it's to bring
Metrics at the edge showing up
Definitive to blend irregularities.
A beautiful painting to figure on?
Fancy vignettes out the color wheel
The artistry steadfast to the dogs
Not suspicious by its wall bricks
By most minors well foreseeable
Shrinking the grid lines as young
Such a thirst needing no drink
Hungry! Enthusiastic to starve
Canvas tensed up for buildings
Their thoughts then getting stiff.
How the streams match a channel?
Probably an invention off the orbit
Once in a while without likely set up
Soft scales splitting her shoulders
Unto offsprings of a foreshadow
Which are likely to be fully grieved
Creating gradient on last designs
So as to weaken no nail stepped in
Grounded fruits rising to their trees
Plenty of happiness everyone needs.
Copyright © Edwine Born | Year Posted 2023
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