Today I was asked to judge
judge between two women
and chose who I thought
looked the most beautiful
and even though i shouldn't have
I judged the women
I knew nothing about them
nothing but how they looked
both dressed in their
short white evening gowns
matching perfectly down to
the very last detail
One must have been
twenty-four she looked
young and energetic
her skin a creamy white
eyes a caramel brown
and lips soft and pink
The other must have been
thirty at least
looking tired and worn out
her lightly tanned skin tainted
eyes a soft gentle caring mix of
colors and lips always smiling
I chose the last woman
even though physically
she was a so called 'plain
Jane' I knew inside she
was the most beautiful
of the two women
Just by observing the
women for a few minutes I knew
she had the most heart she
cared for the people she talked
with genuenly interested in their
lifes in every single thing about them
And the first woman just
flirted with the men and gave
them sultry looks ignoring
people that she wasn't interested in
Not caring about any of them
for even a single moment
So when I was asked to judge
who was more beautiful I
instinctively chose the women
with a heart so big and caring
it almost couldn't fit in her small body
And I know I chose the right woman
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Poems
PoetryI scream till my voice gives out Till my lungs cave in Till my heart beats like a drum Till the blood rushes to my face Till the silence afterwards makes me think I went deaf 'Cause I'm so used to the sound of my own pain I scream until my body stop...
