WHEN THE LAST PETAL FALLS............

WHEN THE LAST PETAL FALLS............

A Poem by MS. BABy
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VANITY....

"

When the last petal falls…

And all those giving adoration

Gone, what is really left of life to carry on?

 

When plump subtle appendages are

Dry and withered, who cares to look

Or even to smell my nonexistent fragrance

Gone just as well-

 

Then "

I saw them sweep pieces of dead petals

As well as beautiful ones taken

Down by the weight of the fallen;

 

As all the beings were eyes,

And being only one vessel

One organism;

Giving way to the reality

The realization of becoming...

 

Transcending through a brilliant light

An epiphany

With glaring clarity and knowing

Fading and disappearance  

BABy©2011

© 2011 MS. BABy


Author's Note

MS. BABy
this was written as a challenge....to view fading beauty....

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Some poems you look forward to a RR for. This was one of them and I was not disappointent. Beautiful language and stunning phraseology that examines a theme few want to consider. Whatever the challange was you met it, then stompped on it. Once under submission, you conquered it. It's terrific

Posted 12 Years Ago


Amazing poem. Simply loved it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Great, I like the thought, and the impression.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I am wowed by this. So good.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is great! Very lovely :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


This was beautiful, you really met the challenge and I loved the message.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 12 Years Ago


Amazing write. I would say you met the challenge well :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Love the message in this poem, hit it spot on and so poetically, top write :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


I could just see the beautiful red rose in its glory and then like magic the petals start to wither and fall one by one until there is nothing left! Imagery was superb!

Posted 12 Years Ago


How very sad...and for many older women, how very frightening! Too many of us see our potency as being inextricably connected to our AND society's perceived sense of beauty. Nothing is permanent...

Posted 12 Years Ago



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MS. BABy
MS. BABy

San FRANCISCO, CA



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I am just me, a poet that enjoys words and intrigue...I am inspired by others and love the musing over life...I am poetry...smile. I'm an innovator in the poetry world and am CEO of my own Production.. more..

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