THEY SAY

~THEY SAY~

 

The way you part your lips

The way you pour out my name

Your look,

Those stare.

How you wear your smile

The way you lick your lips.

How you grease them-paint them

And colour your face,

The way you fill the pores

On your sweet face with dexterity

And they say you’re not

Fair to look upon

That beauty cannot

Be found in you and on your face?

But if they see what I see with

This tube, called eyes

Most will be amazed

And majority will be ashamed.

And would attest to the truth

That indeed beauty often lies not in the

Eyes of the beholder but also in the hearts

Of the fair by passers.

So forget all of what they say

And tell me what you say

That you are beautiful,

For that is what I wait to hear you utter

Don’t be afraid to share your testimony

You’re beautiful, so let no man deceive you.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2014