Ugly beauty

It was a morning so fresh and fine,

Colourful was it and bright sunshine;

I confronted a young gorgeous lady,

Whom I knew since she was a baby,

It had just been a few but long years,

Her sensitive smile turned into jeers,

Lines of innocence fading the child-like face

Bitter experience turmoil leaving its trace,

Painted beauty,enchanting eyesand lips red rosy,

Digesting tough times with demeanor so posy,

Silence empowering diminishing serenity,

Shrewd moves dressed exquisitely pretty,

I felt that vast difference in me and her,

How twists and turns change the pure.

Copyright 2016 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh

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21 thoughts on “Ugly beauty”

  1. Striking illustration and imagery! Your Ugly beauty poem recalled a passage I read this
    week in Truman Capote’s Breakfast at Tiffany’s: “She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox.”

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