I've witnessed a beauty
that I cannot describe.
It brings happiness in times of pain,
It brings rainbows in times of rain,
It creates an image of aura,
smelling like a flora
that slowly reminds me,
of how your pure beauty remains.
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365 DAYS.
PoetryI am simply drinking coffee and rather lazily writing poems days after I was supposed to.
DAY 51: Beauty
I've witnessed a beauty
that I cannot describe.
It brings happiness in times of pain,
It brings rainbows in times of rain,
It creates an image of aura,
smelling like a flora
that slowly reminds me,
of how your pure beauty remains.