The Face

The avoirdupois,

of the golden diadem of ruffled hair;

Bore by a hexing visage,

Precious ’n’ Malicious

For his beauty pestilent!

Eyes ethereal,

spellbinding sideburns,

And withal nitid smile

His caramel undertone embellished.

Specs perched

Like a bird of paradise,

On the daintiest branch

Devoid of blight,

For he was a pristine cherub!

Cheeks perpetually mantling,

like a Malbec Rosé…

Inadvertent actions,

Caused an impression so chasmic;

Of his face,

Of The Face.

*This is my first ever attempt at poetry. Since I am supposed to analyze a couple of poems by Robert Browning for English Literature at AS levels, I came across this one poem called ‘A Face’ and got so moved and inspired by the impeccably mesmerizing diction used that I decided to write my own version with a similar theme and title.*