Beauty and glamour,
Don’t always go hand in hand,
For there are so many people,
Wishing they had a magic wand,
To make them glamorous
Forgetting that behind,
That mask lays immense pain,
There lies a feeling of complete insecurity,
It makes every woman dress up for the society,
Men will ogle, and they will stare,
Not realizing its another person’s way,
There is no freedom, there is no choice,
One has to keep up the farce and rejoice,
It pains me to no extent coz,
I can share the pain,
When I don’t want to look good,
Why do people care,
It’s a horrible world to keep appearances,
To keep up the fame,
What really is weird is that,
Beneath all this make up,
It’s just another face,
The woman’s heart ain’t no rock,
It is a beautiful space,
Where one can love and one can hurt,
But why does no one wish to stay,
Is it so hard to commit,
Does it take so much force?
Why isn’t love enough for two people to stay?
Together, together this way,
Why must a beautiful woman have to be alone?
Ain’t there a man in this wide world,
Who can understand her heart n soul,
And withstand the society at large,
Why can’t there be a perfect man?
A man who not only knows how to love,
But a man,
Who knows what a woman wants..
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Nice work... keep writing...
didnt quite understand the relevance of "Why must a beautiful woman have to be alone?" in this context?
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