The Virtue She Dons Poem by Varsha M
The Virtue She Dons
Deep down within me
Resides a quiet selfie
Shy as sea urchin
But wild as boar if harm.
A gentle soul within
She seeks someone like her
Beaming bright with light
Yet humble in all he did.
Nothing big attracts her
Showoff doesn't work for her
But showers of compassion
Never fails to leave imprints on her.
Her eyes are like that of eagle
Even dreaming to escape is also impossible
Carefully anslyzing its move
She ultimately understands the routine.
Wisely she puts arrow on her bow
Adjusting her aim till it's almost perfect
Then lay her eye on the prey in front
Until right time to release that never misses.
Deep down within me! ! A gentle soul within me. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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5/16/2024 6:31:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Her eyes are like that of eagle Even dreaming to escape is also impossible Carefully anslyzing its move She ultimately understands the routine. Waiting for the perfect moment to release the arrow without missing the goal. very nice poem. tony