Blanche talks about aging, and why should she be considered poor, because physical beauty is transitory and fading and she has such richness of the soul. I think that speech is so beautiful, and so telling and so true.
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The Beauty Of The Sky
Beauty of the sky, is the richness of the blue.
Deepness of the sky, is the richness of the red.
Darkness of the sky, is the richness of the black.
Freshness of the sky, is the richness of the rain.
Glimpses of the sky, is the richness of the stars.
Smile of the sky, is the richness of the moon.
Sparks of the sky, is the richness of the lighting.
Beauty of the sky, is the richness of the clouds...
poem by Manzoor ilahi
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A True Beauty
Beauty is in the eyes
of the beholder'
goes the old saying.
But true beauty
comes from within
an aura seen even
with closed eyes.
True beauty transcends
beyond physical limits
a sense of confidence
and faith in one self
True beauty is priceless
no equivalent in value
except for happiness
no money can buy
Do not ever regret
being not handsome
or beautiful in appearance
for true beauty overrules
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Is Not!
Round is not round
Square is not square
Paradoxical it may sound
Ultimately so it transpires!
Round of talks is not really round
Back to square is not really square!
Physical beauty is a part of beauty
Ethical beauty is real beauty
Intellectual beauty is immortal beauty
Individual's beauty, beauty of the society!
Beauty of the mind
Beauty of the soul
Need of the mankind
Ugly mind takes its toll!
Honesty is not honesty
Unless shown in trinity
Thoughts, words and deeds
Lest it leads to dishonest deeds!
Logic is not logic
Unless true to the basic
poem by Subbaraman N V
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What's In Your Heart
True beauty is in the way she laughs
True beauty is in her eyes
True beauty is how she acts
True beauty is inside
True beauty is unseen
True beauty is only felt
True beauty is not mean
True beauty is herself
True beauty can't be cruel
True beauty is bare
True beauty lies within you
True beauty is always there
True Beauty can't be covered with makeup
True beauty means true love
True beauty can't be baked up
True beauty is the flight of a dove
True beauty has no flaws
For True beauty is all that matters after all
poem by Ricky Baker
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True beauty
True beauty is in the way she laughs
True beauty is in her eyes
True beauty is how she acts
True beauty is inside
True beauty is unseen
True beauty is only felt
True beauty is not mean
True beauty is herself
True beauty can't be cruel
True beauty is bare
True beauty within you
True beauty is always there
True Beauty can't be covered with makeup
True beauty means true love
True beauty can't be baked up
True beauty is the flight of a dove
True beauty has no flaws
For True beauty is all that matters after all
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poem by Jean Pullman
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In The Shade of Fading Misrepresentation
Hey...
You can not still be there aging,
In the shade of fading misrepresentation?
That presentation has nowhere to go.
Even coverups are being unmasked.
Those tasks have been witnessed,
To be quite relentless.
There are no rainbows,
Thay will be forthcoming from those shadows.
Hey...
You can not still be there aging,
In the shade of fading misrepresentation?
If I can see you clearly...
You must realize how much of this life,
You are missing!
If I can see you...
Believe me when I say I have seen much change!
And you,
Obviously have not done either!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blanche
Breeze! brisk breeze! that movest with the morn!
Breeze! lithe breeze! that creepest through the corn!
Breeze! O breeze! that fannest the forlorn!
Oh linger by the lattice of sweet Blanche of mine!
Breeze! coy breeze! that loiterest for noon!
Breeze! true breeze! that hast a tryst with June!
Breeze! kind breeze! I beg of thee a boon!
Oh peep in through the lattice of poor Blanche of mine!
Breeze! fleet breeze! that goest with the day!
Breeze! dear breeze! that hastenest away!
Breeze! breeze! breeze! I beg of thee to stay,
And breathe upon the pillow of pale Blanche of mine!
Breeze! night-breeze! that wailest on the wold!
Breeze! lost breeze! that wanderest in the cold!
Breeze! dread breeze! oh flit not by the mould
Which shelters what is left me of lost Blanche of mine!
poem by Alfred Austin
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Beautiful One
Oh beautiful one, adorned with spell
To ravage my world as might a sweet angel.
Oh beautiful thing, so much at ease:
Allure of caressing breeze in touch gentle.
Oh beautiful creature, sail me do,
As floating on seas of halcyon blue tincture.
You beautiful being, gracing charm
And features that render feel of deep texture.
Your beautiful poise in glide supreme,
Gives such like a vista honed as from heaven.
That beautiful art of face ornate,
Not ever to understate or be riven.
Your beautiful flame of pulchritude
Doth dizzy me high, so I conclude always
You beautiful girl forever be
My shining Janette; my guide; my stairway.
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This Is True Beauty
Adoring, this is true beauty
Caring, this is true beauty
Passionate, this is true beauty
flawless, this is true beauty
Always there, this is true beauty
Friend in need.this is true beauty
Friend indeed, this is true beauty
dazzling smiles, this is true beauty
spirit as of a warrior, this is true beauty
servant hood, this is true beauty
I can win attitude, this is true beauty
Eyes as lovely as a dove
poem by Blessing Ekpe
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The Beauty in Us All
We all are beautiful inside,
Some just tend to think it isn’t so,
But where would all the beauty go?
We all have something interesting,
That is piercing to the soul,
So don’t doubt,
What your life is all about,
‘Cause beauty comes from the beholder's eye,
And not the accuser’s lips,
Because as it turns out,
That is what beauty’s all about,
The true beauty,
Is nothing but you.
poem by Kathryn Miller
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Richness has is a beauty.
A fatty woman
With richness painted
All over her skin,
Was full in glow,
Tempting me to look
Back at her again and again,
From my seat in a train,
Defying the concept
That to be slim is beauty.
A fatty cow, a fatty pig,
How nice they look!
Richness has beauty
2.12.2000, Vijayvada
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauty Is Truth
Natural beauty of nature
Is like a beautiful damsel.
She needs no makeup or perfume
To enhance her physical beauty-
Her beauty is truth, period.
An anonymous wildflower
Growing with delicate fragrance
Beside a forests time-worn path
Can't be anymore lovelier
If plucked and placed within her locks;
Nor her comely grace be improved.
Their "beauty is truth, truth beauty"
Apart they are most beautiful;
In concert they accent the whole.
On a Grecian urn:
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty"
All we need to know.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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The true beauty!
The beautiful smile,
The beautiful figure,
The beautiful voice,
A smart guy,
A smiley person, .
A punk attitude.
The pinkish lip,
The reddish white skin,
The moon like face cut.
Black long hair.
Deep blue eyes,
Tough and rough treat,
Can any one of these
Be a standard unit,
To measure the beauty,
Of a man or woman?
Is there any thing to judge,
The true beauty of human?
I think we every one,
Every person in this world,
Blind, deaf, dumb,
Black, white, grayish,
Diseased, disabled,
Rich, poor, middle class,
Whatever he is,
As a human being,
He is the true beauty,
With what he has....
poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.
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Beautiful, Fair and Kind
For all the world would say to me
She is beautiful, she is fair and she is kind
I reply to the world in no uncertain tone
That all of that is true I shall not deny
But alas her heart it is not mine
So what value I place upon such beauty
Cannot be accounted or held at ransom
For it is a passing thought in fact
It may well become forgotten
Or misused for whatever effect I desire
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
So the tired old saying goes
Do the blind only look upon me
What eyes see no beauty in my soul
Or is my lack of wealth my mental acclaim
A poor madman’s mind the reason
I remain without another’s heart
Still the world presents to me and says
She is beautiful, she is fair and she is kind
I acknowledge and agree whole hearted
But alas she is not ready for my mind
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Vapor Trail
Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight
Trails of condensation held
In narrow paths of white
The sun is turning black
The world is turning gray
All the stars fade from the night
The oceans drain away
Horizon to Horizon
Memory written on the wind
Fading away like an hourglass, grain by grain
Swept away like voices in a hurricane
In a vapor trail
Atmospheric phases make the transitory last
Vaporize the memories that freeze the fading past
Silence all the songbirds
Stilled by the killing frost
Forests burn to ashes
Everything is lost
Washed away like footprints in the rain
In a vapor trail
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Beauty Has Many Faces
To tell her she is beautiful is not that hard to say
And 'twill only make her feel good about herself and help to make her day
She may even blush a little and say that's not really true
But thank you for the compliment it is so sweet of you.
She may not be good looking and she may be getting old
But she is a marvellous person and she has a heart of gold
Beauty has many faces an old man once told me
And often the greatest beauty is the beauty one can't see.
A woman may look beautiful but visual beauty sometimes lie
And often the greatest beauty escapes the naked eye
When someone says she's a beautiful person he may not even mean
That she's attractive looking a nubile beauty queen.
Beauty has many faces her hair may be turning gray
But she is a beautiful person though her beauty hid away
She helps out other people and good causes she embrace
And there is more to beauty than a young and pretty face.
poem by Francis Duggan
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My Miss Beautiful
Beautiful is an underword to describe you,
Oh poor english, give me more words,
Dont envy me you lexicon,
I need words with virtue and weight,
Every lexicon I have opened,
Should I call her marvellous,
Well I am more than marvelling,
Should I call her beautiful,
She is not equal to others,
Since the lexicon cant give me more,
I will call her my miss beautiful
If beauty was a contest,
I bet she is winning,
Her smile, posture and eyes,
In others, I found it not
My miss beautiful,
Holding you in my arms,
Telling you, you are beautiful,
I denounce English,
She refused with words that suit you,
Stars are beautiful,
But you are not my star,
The rainbow is beautiful,
Yet you are not my rainbow,
You are far beyond that,
My miss beautiful
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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A Beauty Natural Is True!
Is beauty woman?
Is beauty Art?
Is beauty Nature?
Man explores beauty
In woman, Art and Nature
To find out true beauty!
Woman makes up herself beautiful;
Art is made up full of beauty;
But Nature is simply natural;
For, Nature is true and simple forever!
So, natural is beautiful
And Nature is true beauty!
poem by Ramesh T A
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If Beauty Was Earned
If beauty was earned by caring,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by strength of spirit,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by generosity,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by quiet introspection,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by joy,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by unselfish love,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by the light behind your eyes,
you could not be more beautiful to me.
poem by Robert Hiers
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His Sermon
at the pulpit
he keeps reciting the three attributes of God
that God is true
that God is beautiful
that God is good
no one disagrees on this
soliloquy
have i really felt this?
some questions keep on propping
inside my mind
in the middle of this crowd
and uniformity
is something true always good?
will good be always beautiful?
what about the bitterness of the true life?
what about the ugliness of the desired good?
shall a good feeling be not wrong sometimes?
the bitter herbs of life has good teachings too.
the badness of failures make us strong and vigilant.
and so on and so forth...
and then it is time to leave, sometimes an end is good.
like life, like death
like the beauty of a fading sunset
like the cover of the darkness
like the coming of dusk
like the birth of a new day...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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