Oh, Princesa Isa,
Your eyes such a topaz blue, With little flecks of emerald. With your cheeks roseate You have no need for blush
Your chestnut curls Framing your face in such a way It makes for a sight to see. How lovely they would be adorned with roses.
Oh, Princesa Isa, Please do not find me impartial to say this.
Your lips are the color of carnations, As if they are the flowers themselves. And the arch of your cupids bow Makes your smile all the more pretty.
Your beauty is something that even Aphrodite could be jealous of. You are truly beautiful.
Happy Birthday Princesa Isa.
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Aww I like that you write poems for birthdays :3 Let me look at it too!
I like the descriptions in the first stanza, a solid start! Feels very immersive and I like the pattern.
Hm I do feel this would work even better if this: “How lovely they would be adorned with roses.” Would rhyme somehow with this line: “You have no need for blush”
Figured this would make a nice rhythm?
I think this is a nice poem :3
You must have some really good friends, if they are describing you that way (my friends describe me as obnoxious, loud, and weird). I really enjoyed this poem. It had some good elements to it as well.
''Oh, Princesa Isa,
Your eyes such a topaz blue, With little flecks of emerald. With your cheeks roseate You have no need for blush''
I have a question though. Why do they call you princess Isa? That's a really cute name by the way.
''You are truly beautiful.
Happy Birthday Princesa Isa.''
And the poem just ends so sweetly. This is sooo cute!
You must have some really good friends, if they are describing you that way (my friends describe me as obnoxious, loud, and weird). I really enjoyed this poem. It had some good elements to it as well.
''Oh, Princesa Isa,
Your eyes such a topaz blue, With little flecks of emerald. With your cheeks roseate You have no need for blush''
I have a question though. Why do they call you princess Isa? That's a really cute name by the way.
''You are truly beautiful.
Happy Birthday Princesa Isa.''
And the poem just ends so sweetly. This is sooo cute!
thank you! and i wrote this for my friend! im glad you liked it >U< <3