beauty comes with pain,
this pleasure is like walking in the garden in pouring rain.
Or as if the neck lace suffocates,being in a chain.
The colour reds on her cheek or elsewhere that it stain.
Girls had to wear high heels and trip over frequently.
Handling a saree is also annoying occasionally.
Putting on full coverage makeup is quite disturbing,
I noticed most of the pretty little things comes with paining.
Just like piercings,
or like the tattoos you done of paintings.
Waxing strips hurts her legs,
the headache she gets after drinking colourful pegs.
27.01.23
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Rose garden that grew within me✔
PoetryI literally remember those days when I had this sort of conversation with my sister over the phone: "guess what?" "lemme guess another new poem!".🥀 and then we scream 'Yay' in our own world of happiness. I re-read some of my favourites among these...
