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The beauty of youth..
We danced in the shimmering moonlight..
Our eyes met..
In a trance of passion..
The flames of attraction burning so fiercly..
A romantic interlude
Our..
Skin softer than rose petals..
Forever young..
The beauty of youth..
We admire our outer beauty...
An innocence
A gentleness
Soft lovely features..
External deliciousness
A vision of beautiful
Joyful eyes beaming..
To cherish the moments..
The beauty of youth..
Still searching for the fountain of youth
May it be we shall never find it?
Physical layers of skin change..
Gravity overides us all with time..
Fine lines appearing..
Followed by wrinkles..
Upon every fine line..
Upon every wrinkle
There is experience of life..
A representation of every fine line..
And..
Every wrinkle..
There is wisdom..
The beauty of youth..
The fountain of youth..
All lives inside us.
The external surface changes..
As do seasons change
Internal beauty remains the same..
Experience of life
With it triumps and tragedies..
Large doses of wisdom acquired with age..
Perhaps the fountain of youth always existed..
Throughout life..
We carry all of experience
Internally..
Bright as the early morning sunrise
Captivating as when the sun sets..
Ingredients to a recipe
Is the foundation of all..
Of which it shall become
Our beauty never dies..
Visions of beauty lies within
Inner beauty is the fountain of youth..
She is a beauty,
She is a dream,
All who know her are privileged to rub shoulders with her,
Some are flooded with dreams of spending just a fraction of a second with her,
Basking under the ambiance of her presence.
She is a force to be reckoned with
A bag of the rarest dynamite.
From the curves and corners of her body
To the lusciousness of her features
She is captivating
A creature created like no other.
Those that try to understand her
Are driven to a further state of confusion,
Her beauty screams out loud,
But yet again it is subtle.
She oozes flamboyance
Every detail meticulously placed;
She is imperfect in the most perfect way,
Fiercely sexy, and incredibly cute at the same time..
SHE IS...
L.N Ngema
Your feet and hands are bound
Your mouth is gagged with tape
Your body is tied to a tree with rope
It is the dark of night where evil people stand
The fire burns fiercly in front of you
Your voice is stolen by death threats
Your mind gives up hope when rescue doesn’t arrive
Then, you survive childhood with a promise and poetry
A belief that when you are older, something will be done
Then, it comes that time and the same people are furious
Treacherous memories are relived in the daylight
While nightmares haunt you during sleep
Crippled with emotional pain, barely able to stand
But, your voice is back, your mind starts healing
Your writing continues and you are blessed with strength
The world is ready to know
Heidi Sands
12/30/18
Placed 4th in the Misery Poetry Contest.
your life wasn't easy
I was nine that morning
your battered face
you said you ran into
a clothesline pole
but it was a tank
the same one I ran into
when you took us away
I should have been
angry at him, not you
you gave your children a life
sacrificed everything
yet I never
not even now
fully realized
what a strong, courageous
and loving woman
my mom....
I'm trying
I hold onto the memory
of that time a bad call
at the very last second
cost me
a fiercly contested
wrestling match
you knew
it was more
than that disappointment
grinding me down
sitting there on my bed
despondent
on the cliff's edge
staring down into a sea of
disillusionment
you came
sat beside me
and told me you understood
how discouraged I was
but that when you watched me
you saw a man fighting a battle
and it made you proud
and it made me cry
god it made me cry