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Who gives the adjectives of beauty?

Fair, slim, slender, beautiful says who?

We have seen dark girls getting married,

We have seen fair girls house being broken,

We have seen short, fat, thin, tall, curly haired, silky haired all getting married with time.

We have also seen girls being victim of defination of beauty.

We have seen Girls being victimized for being ugly at birth,

We have seen plain featured ladies taunting and finding faults in young girls.

We have heard remedies for fairness in turmeric, gram flour, saffron, almonds, potato, lime sandal,

We had heard the stories of Cleopatra and her beauty,

We had seen Rani Padmini dying in fire for beauty that she had,

We had seen girls being victim of acid attacks,

We had seen fights and wars for a beautiful dame,

And...
We had also seen
An unseen beauty of
A five year old
16 year old
50 year old
90 year old
A goat
A cow
Being *****, tortured and killed,

Powder, cream, glow for face, acne on face and scars on face, bloated belly are these adjectives to bringing remedies for beauty correct?
Who gave the right for these even to be labelled?

It's high time we should kick the definitions of beauty.

It's time to change the defination of beauty,

Do what the heart says and create own "defination of beauty".

Sparkle In Wisdom
29/1/2021
  Jan 2021 Sparkle in Wisdom
Nilia Loh
The brief wind that blew the storm away,
Made space for the sun to awake.
A moment I can take it as my own,
Yet so fleeting it was blown.
Back to this storm I must bear,
my crown of strength I will wear.
  Jan 2021 Sparkle in Wisdom
Maitsholo
Two
An adjective which says it all
An expression in two form
A balance to the  noun
Known as a pair of the  negative and a positive

Everywhere I am found
Where hate is,
My name is love.
Where pain is,
My name is joy.
Where rain is,
My name is sunshine.
Where tear is,
My name is smile.
Where weakness is,
My name is strength.

Power was me
One failed to rule
It belong to a world of two
Where there's black and white

Every story has an intro and a conclusion
Concluding my story
Good is in every bad
Moods control
Sometimes I am best
Sometimes I am worst
I reigned in everything
It made me realise the power that two things or people have over a thing and also that life has balance because of the goodbad in everyone
I’m sitting here, watching the sun ball fading so slowly
Daydreaming as the evening falls into the night and wishing that I had you by me

Oh dream love
How I cherish
Minutes, hours, days and days on end
When I wish that someday we’d be more than friends
My dream love
Thoughts I relish
How good it would feel in your warm embrace
Dream love

Sacredness like prayer enfolds me whenever I think of you
Pure silver light engulfs me, bathing me with desires unknown before yet so true

Oh dream love
To you I call
I will love you all the days I live
Either or not my love you would care to receive
My dream love
My one and all
Lord I pray someday I’d be his one and only
Dream love
🌍🌎 of HP

I was a visitor on
HP...
For my sister who was there
For whom I did care..
I came and read work of her,
Enjoyed the links and the flavour.

Then I joined and became a member,
Did not think it will be this fun time together.

Three years on and still counting
Two daily's and still enjoying,
Never thought it will be this much fun..

It's a cosmic connection,
World with no boundaries and
so rare,
Met so many people,
so many nationalities,
So many names
and
So many poems,
And yet,
It doesn't matter anymore,
All are connected with heart of writing,
Poems flow through veins and arteries,
And love oozes out in comments and likes..
Never thought the journey will be so much fun.

Thank you everyone
You make this platform a perfect body with no disease.
A body with glow and charm of its own.

❤️❤️

Sparkle In Wisdom
15/1/2021
That’s all it takes to make a woman quiet,
to silence her.

A slap, a word, a scream, an eye
and perhaps a kiss too.

But there’s a different story for my mother.
For the three words, she spoke
while her heart was struggling to keep alive,
She was given a slap.

A slap whose loudness,
I still hear somedays
when I go to bed and when my mother wakes up.

I think she has been silent for too long
to even count now.
So, I pretend I never heard her speak in the first place.

But there is a different story for my sister.
For her Thumbelina sized request,
she was shouted on like Lady Tremaine did.

In a voice so loud that
It was all she could hear for years to come by.

So, while hearing that, she forgot to speak.
She did not know who to search for
when your ‘Prince Charming’ becomes your ‘Wicked Step-Mother’.

But there is a different story for her.
For tears in her eyes
and the words that were just a zygote in her mouth’s womb,
she got a stare.

A stare, that froze her down
and her words had to go through a miscarriage

So, she went through an unplanned abortion
that made her mouth infertile.

But there’s a different story for her.
However, somehow, they are all the same.

Because that’s all it takes to make a woman quiet,
to silence her.

A slap, a word, a scream, an eye
and perhaps a kiss too.
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