Coming Back To Life
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
BEAUTY OF A WOMAN
The beauty of woman
Is not in the clothes she wears
Or the figure she carries
Is not in the clothes she wears
Or the figure she carries
True beauty of woman
Is reflected in her soul.
Is reflected in her soul.
It has to be seen from her eyes,
The door way to her heart,
The place where love resides.
It is in the care that she gives,
That passion that she shows,
That passion that she shows,
The beauty of woman
With passing years-only grows.
With passing years-only grows.
Lucky is the man who is the
First love of woman,
But luckier is the woman who Is the last love of a man.
First love of woman,
But luckier is the woman who Is the last love of a man.
Labels: source of this poem is http://www.scribd.com/doc/395588/Strength-of-a-Man-Beauty-of-a-Woman
15 Comments:
This is the source of the poem
Hmm.. well said. Beautiful. Take care my friend.
I agree with each and every word of it. its amazing to find so many emotional fools in blogosphere including me.
You have a nice eye to spot the best of poems. Thanks for sharing this with us
nicely discribed women...
wow.
I'm speechless.
Anonymous----
Thanks invisble friend. I like the attention.....Keep coming
Take Care
vIkAs{V}
venus66--
Thanks friend :) how ru??
ever hopeful---
hmmm... sometime it give pleasure to be so.Isn't it?
Deepa--
Thanks and its my pleasure
Digisha ben ,
Thanks a lot and welcome to my world
orcale--
Thanks friend
Nice poem Vikas and heartfelt.
-Pria
Thats a nice poem. Very true.
hmm very nice verse....
its like dat...a women smiles wen she's in pain & cries wen happy!!!
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