So i wrote a poem on elegance. Well...
In
the hope of attaining a certain degree of elegance:
ELEGANCE
She
had on her personality, a fragrance of beauty
An
aura of perfection,
Little
wonder the men couldn’t be staved off her
Her
elegant strut made it easier,
You
see, she was both a princess and a warrior
Her
eyes were sword-like,
Speaking
volumes of wonder,
Just like that of the Monalisa
In
no time she would pass across messages of grief, joy and peace
An
enigma to behold;
She
carried the wave of spotlessness, flowing like a stream
And
all seamlessly weaved into one beautiful thread of seeming normalcy
Blindingly
radiant, speculatively beautiful
Her
force of elegance was undeniable
And
that alone, made her beyond eligible
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that you enjoyed reading this piece.
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See
you next Monday!
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