Beauty Free Verse Poems

The unknown fate of the caterpillar
Will it be butterfly or moth
Beauty or disgust
The caterpillar doesn't know
While it spins is cocoon
And begins it's compulsory service
Waiting and...

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The sky.
Bows down,
The great Himalayan.
Making it beautiful 
For every dawn. 
Has disturbed 
The Pahalgam!

What's cause?
Which made it
From resilient one,
Into a crying noise!
After a long run!

The...

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A 
rose 
bush
possesses
the same amount 
of beauty as a rose. 
The thorns compliment 
its shape and give 
it character 
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Famous in the Dictionary and Thesaurus
Seen in written resources of all kinds
Often spoken
Open Spirit
Good and Bad
Associating through people’s minds
Outburst sometimes not kind
Thinking while composing suggesting
Alpha...

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A mother by heart, a woman by mind
A dual nature she presents
She is glad to be a mother
But who cares to bother?
That she is also...

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Dante Gabriel Rosetti immortalized his lovers:
the strong, graceful and voluptuous gentlewomen
who could have been countesses and baronesses.
Indeed, their beauty would stand the test of time.

He...

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In the quiet morning light, for the first 
time, I truly gazed into the mirror, 
What I saw was unrecognisable,
I must confess I was ...

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I look at the missing person poster
Another young girl with long hair, pretty face
One hundred and nineteen pounds
She looks like all of the other missing...

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I will fast and ask the Lord..In prayer petition and happy
Accord 'for an awakening in the world and land of my birth' a turn
To God...

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I'd love to tell you about the beauty of Venice
But I appear to only exclaim it in squeals 
There's 5 of us here, all talkers...

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For thirty years, I was lost, empty and devoid of purpose.
I surmised I would never thrive, deprived of love. 
Bereft of all that is good...

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  ~ The shadows are colorless - give them soft edges ~
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My love…

I will love you forever.

Even when our muscles become too frail
to support our bones 
against Earth’s gravity that has given us 
many glorious days

I...

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Sun down in Death Valley
It is to be
The memory of white branded heat
Falls away so fast
Dissolving in flashes of sagebrush shadows
The long flat bands of...

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When it rains, I don't look for rainbows
Their endless curves have never appealed to me
Instead I look for the puddles
The puddles that remember every family...

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