Hello guys this is my first poem, I write in english so don't go too hard on me=D
Diamonds...how beautiful you really are!
The purest form of beauty that exists in this world
can only be compared to the soul of a new born baby.
Clean, so clean, without even the tiniest crack on them
they have a light of their own that makes you want to look at them
imagining that the world is as clean and pure as the aura of these diamonds.
Unfortunately, their beauty is something that not everyone can see
When most people look at them
They just see beautiful jewellery, and others...
a chance to become rich, determined to take advantage of them
no matter the sacrifices, the pain, the blood.
And here you are now
hidden somewhere in the deep red colour of blood
that same colour that covers all of your natural beauty
leaving you as a mere shiny fragment of a long-forgotten memory
that once used to be a symbol of purity.
Naked from the beauty that nature itself has once blessed you with.
Diamonds...how beautiful you really are!
The purest form of beauty that exists in this world
can only be compared to the soul of a new born baby.
Clean, so clean, without even the tiniest crack on them
they have a light of their own that makes you want to look at them
imagining that the world is as clean and pure as the aura of these diamonds.
Unfortunately, their beauty is something that not everyone can see
When most people look at them
They just see beautiful jewellery, and others...
a chance to become rich, determined to take advantage of them
no matter the sacrifices, the pain, the blood.
And here you are now
hidden somewhere in the deep red colour of blood
that same colour that covers all of your natural beauty
leaving you as a mere shiny fragment of a long-forgotten memory
that once used to be a symbol of purity.
Naked from the beauty that nature itself has once blessed you with.
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