Beauty...Where does it come from..
From the chains of our genes...?
The Essence of that object....?
Or a mystery just shrouded with perfection...?
Attraction is the true...allure
It beckons for your attention,
Affection, and retention...
As you must keep yourself from drowning them, in kisses
However, what was your thought when beauty was mentioned?
Was it their lovely mind, therefore which some delude themselves love is truly blind
Those lovely eyes, or seductive lips, that great round hind?
Its true...we all have our intrinsic value, often overlooked
But once a great thinker said...a rose by any other name, would still smell as sweet
Is it right to call a rose beautiful, but what then its worth?
Would a rose by that name still smell as sweet if of dead flesh?
The eye of the beholder, sees not only the stunningly apparent
Think of it as their eye and your beauty, two halves not yet met
I say we all have our visions of love, why compact them
When we need only find them in the breeze
Quite often a tiring search, possibly even in vain
Some may not believe in Love
As they let those who claimed falsely to you, crush who you are
Once again having you fail to remember,
their way of love just not your other half
Humanity, the one who created beauty
From our language to express, from the compassions we possess
Has to expand from being contained, from the tangible, to thought
And therefore, where does true beauty come from?
Perhaps is it from the one who recognizes it?
Be it the one who possess it?
Even, the one who exudes beauty...
What of those that don't recognize it?
Why overly analyze what allured you in the first place?
Is it to keep interest?
What if it draws you away from it in the end...
But that would mean did you ever see it, own it, be it, in the beginning?
If you must struggle to keep in love with your beauty...
Then you truly do not perceive it...
Because the beauty is you...
I am that beauty...
Reflected upon the Water
Is the Image I always see
There's nothing I can do to change that entity
It becomes who it shall be
But we do change in time
Rarely good things stay the same
The Future still Unclear to me
Like My Reflection in Restless Waters
Where will I be tomorrow
Probably where I am Today
As nothing good will be that change
So life for me will remain this way
I'm still the same entity who is Ignored
For nothing has changed, what's in here
Only bad things enclose me in
Still the same being betrayed yesterday
How pretty must I be
To be the one who causes pain
It seems the ones with this power
Feel others have nothing to gain
They as many of us see with their eyes
Rarely do we see deep within
To gaze upon our hidden prize
Try to stare into my eyes, you will change your mind
But I Shield Myself from all
If it's true love you seek
Risk it here for what it is you find
As I'm clarity you cannot see
Ogle all you wish, your eyes must catch mine
Show me what's within, and we may just find our own wind
At times one glares into a mirror
Do you recognize what you see
I see the pain the world instilled in me, on my face
Half hidden with these darkly shades
Although certain things may be unclear
Whether Death is Imminent, or Love is Near
Perhaps no mirror really shows who we are
I Myself may tend to gaze for beauteous things
Usually an empty search, best enjoyed from afar
But why can't inner beauty, bleed outwardly
So you see many things are unclear
Even with a flawless mirror
There is no need for calm waters
To see what can never be
To gaze what's beneath these restless waters
You may need to dive in
What you find depends on what you seek
And the enchantment of your soul
Sometimes, I feel the death in me
For all the times you can see, I've been unhappy
I run in the wind..to feel free
I must bask in darkness, to be redeemed
Very few things can be easy
But Love should be one of these
Sometimes we need the light, to shine the way
Creatures of night, will go a stray
Yet that one thing you fear will still remain
Nothing really stays away
Sometimes I'll feel down as I do
Keeping that frown way down
Then I'll be happy that I'm sad
Because now I know my path
Is knowing better than not at all
Perhaps If knew I could End it all
Knowing where my journey goes
Sometimes it may be better not to know
A Star that burns twice as bright, lasts half as long
A rose by any other name, would still smell as sweet
In the context of our lives we are fragile, and as precious
Why waste our lives secluded from true love,
For Life only knows one thing for certain, it ends
We know for certain, that we know nothing for sure
Yet most of us persist on prolonging the inevitable
So why wish upon a star?
A star grants you no wish you cannot make for yourself
Wishes that come true are wishes never made
As when you burn twice as long you Suffer Twice as much
When shall my star appear; a glimmer, a pretty smile
Though nothing shall rear its sweet face, To Make our Fantasies take shape
Except for my dark tears; a dusty shimmer, Burnt in fire
Even our precious Love has no escape from this
Except with the time it has spent
The least it lasts the more its remembered
This is why dreams exist
Why Must I Continue to Simmer, In Pain
Without The Love We Seek
I Beg to be Extinguished
Though Life Has Its Plan
I am the Exclusion
It says why should I Hand You True Love from another
When they ask for the same
Pain is the One that Truly Loves You
And This is when you'll Strive
You'll Strive to make Dreams, or Make Dreams End
Either way, Lonliness has taught you
No one Worthy Desires You
So Burn, Burn Half as Long to Find Your Peace
One Always Takes Steps Backwards
Sorrow...The Only True Mind Set
For Insanity Perhaps the only Clarity
Emotion...The True Path to Pain
Death the only Escape from Desparity
Where does our Journey Begin?
It Starts with a Single Tear..
All Happiness Illusions our Feeble Minds...
Try to Blind Your Existence, Purpose...
To Have it End Where it Began...
You Will Deduce but, One Conclusion...
I will be Acquainted with Pain and Sorrow...
They Speak Truth...This is My Fate
Oh How I Crave for Love, To Only Return to Sadness...
Always True to Me...Never Leaving your Side...
To Trully Love, Be Loved...Is to Never Suffer...
Yet The Rule Arises, Pain Shall Come your way
The Loss of that Love, In the Form of a Person
Then it will make Sense, To Rest In Peace...
I Must End My Journey...
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