Beautiful

I feel beautiful now.

Inside-out

How my hair caresses my shoulders

My eyes, curious - are dripping with kohl

Brows, thick and steady like arches 

Lips, brown, holding a smile.

I know I am beautiful

Like, I knew never before.


When I was longing for you

Decades ago.

I stared deep within, for this beauty

And shrugged, disappointed, finding nothing

How would you see my beauty,

If I was blind to it myself.

I would've held your hand and shown you myself:

Ah, see. Nothing is a-wanting


But now,

When perhaps, so much is lost

It dawns upon me

That, there is no one like me

Neither will be

I am so niche, like etched from stone

And so delicate, that will vanish in a breeze


What have we lost.

So much water under the bridge 


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