A Rare Beauty: The Mystical Art of Her Being

She has a raw beauty about her, a charm so rare,
Her every move, her every glance, a sight to behold,
A beauty beyond measure, a soul so pure and fair,
A magnetism that transcends the mundane, to unfold
The magic of her being, the splendor of her grace,
An enigma so intriguing, a beauty so divine in place.

Her hair, long and beautiful, cascading down her back,
Like a river of gold, shimmering in the sun's warm glow,
A lustrous halo framing her face, a soft and gentle knack,
That exudes an aura of serenity, and radiance, aglow
In the glory of her beauty, like a mystical art,
A tapestry woven in colors, that defies any mortal chart.

Her eyes, they sparkle like stars on a cloudless night,
Deep and dark, like the depths of an endless sea,
A gateway to her soul, a kaleidoscope of light,
That mirrors the universe, and its mysteries to be,
A glimpse into her being, a window to her heart,
A reflection of her spirit, a beauty that sets her apart.

Her lips, mesmerizing, like a rose in full bloom,
Tinged with a hint of mystery, a hint of allure,
A smile so enchanting, that dispels any gloom,
A promise of joy, a glimpse of a future secure,
A symbol of her power, her charm, and her wit,
A beauty that's so rare, a treasure worth to submit.

Her soul, pure and shining like the sun,
A beacon of hope, a ray of light in the dark,
A source of inspiration, a guide for everyone,
A power beyond measure, a beauty to mark,
An essence of her being, a spark of her spirit,
A beauty so raw, that only true hearts can merit.

Her heart, empathetic and kind, a symbol of her grace,
A love so pure, that it touches every soul it meets,
A warmth so comforting, a gentle embrace,
That soothes all pain, and all fears it defeats,
A beauty that's so real, that it transcends all bounds,
A beauty that's eternal, that echoes through all rounds.

She has a beauty that can't be matched,
A beauty so raw, so pure, so divine,
A beauty that's beyond words, that can't be hatched,
A beauty that's a rarity, a beauty that's mine,
A beauty that's inspiring, a beauty so bright,
A beauty that's a wonder, a beauty that's a delight.

Her beauty is like a flower in full bloom,
A sight to behold, a joy to the eyes,
A splendor that fills the heart with an unspoken tune,
A melody of love that echoes through the skies,
A beauty that's unassuming, yet so powerful and strong,
A beauty that's a masterpiece, an ode to life's song.

She has a raw beauty about her, a charm so rare,
A beauty that's a mirror of her soul, so pure,
A beauty that's beyond measure, that nothing can compare,
A beauty that's a blessing, a gift that will endure,
A beauty that's a reminder of life's simple joys,
A beauty that's a celebration of all the wonders and ploys.

Her beauty is like a kaleidoscope of colors and light,
A tapestry woven in the fabric of time,
A beauty that's both delicate and strong, both dark and bright,
A beauty that's like a rhythm, a cadence in rhyme,
A beauty that's a mystery, yet so familiar and close,
A beauty that's a reminder, of life's greatest joys and woes.

Her beauty is like a gentle breeze on a warm summer day,
A whisper of love that touches the heart and the soul,
A beauty that's like a ray of light, a beacon in the fray,
A beauty that's a symbol of hope, of love, and of all,
A beauty that's a reminder of all the things that truly matter,
A beauty that's a testament, of the power of love to scatter.

In her, I see a beauty that's beyond words and beyond measure,
A beauty that's a reminder of all that's good and true,
A beauty that's a celebration of life's greatest treasure,
A beauty that's a gift, a blessing that's so new,
A beauty that's a testament to the power of love and light,
A beauty that's a reminder of all that's pure and right.

In her, I see a beauty that's raw and pure and true,
A beauty that's a reflection of all that's good and kind,
A beauty that's a testament to all that's noble and true,
A beauty that's a reminder of all that's precious and fine,
A beauty that's a symbol of all that's beautiful and bright,
A beauty that's a reminder of all that's good and right.
















The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
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