True beauty

True beauty

To be gifted with a human birth here
we have passed through several quests.
To feel the heavens rain on us
And yet feel warmly blessed.

 

Hiding from nature, can’t call it living.
Slathered in creams, merely existing.
The blow-dried crown, a flimsy attire
and pallor that would shame a thirsty vampire.

 

Cannot bear suffocation, smothered
by sun blocks, crouching under an umbrella.
Every line on my face reveals summer’s caress,
indeed I am an earthy Cinderella.

 

Give me the warmth of sunlit days,
the nippy wind on cool, moonlit nights.
Salt tinged spray from oceans somber gray
and monsoon’s muddy delights.

 

Don’t iron out the creases or my wrinkles rife.
Testimonials to a nature-imprinted life.
Utterly wasted is a raindrop that is buried a virgin,
for the soul always has, naturally beautiful skin.
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Reviews

[kdpgrahi]

Very philosophical. I can see very rare poems like this. I like the last two lines most. An example of best poetic imagination. Well done Reena.