A Woman Can Be So Beautiful!

A woman can be so beautiful!

A Woman Can Be So Beautiful!

A woman can be so beautiful, 

that all the eyes would band together, 

agree and burn at the sight. 

That the suns, the moons, 

all the pieces of light in the world 

find themselves bowing, 

reflecting differently on her skin— 

a canvas too sacred for repetition. 

She can be so beautiful 

that her words, those words, normal words be different 

spill like candies rolling off her tongue, 

sweet and you never have enough of; 

Each syllable a melody, 

soft as the notes of a song 

bouncing off blue waters 

at sunset. 

Her smile can be a doorway, 

opening to a place where even time hesitates, 

awed by her radiance. 

Such a smile that can quiet a storm, 

still a restless heart, 

or set the sky ablaze with its fire. 

And the world, 

in all its vastness and glory, 

can feel small, 

diminished by the brightness of her. 

She can be so beautiful 

that mountains would bow their peaks, 

rivers would pause their endless rush, 

and the winds would hush their whispers, 

just to listen when she speaks. 

Her beauty is not just in her form, 

but in the way she moves— 

a dance that echoes the rhythm of life, 

graceful, deliberate, timeless. 

And when she stands still, 

the earth holds its breath. 

Birds forget their songs, 

clouds linger in reverence, 

and even the stars seem confused— 

how else can they shine better? 

She is the kind of beauty 

that rewrites every memory of beauty before her, 

erases every face, 

every name that dared to compare. 

A woman can be so beautiful, 

that the world itself stops— 

Not for fear, not for power, 

but for the pure, undeniable truth 

of her being. 

EzroniX Poetry.