“It’s a beautiful world” they tell me. Who am I to deny? You see what you seek but it is different to me; you see the world as one and to me, everyone has one. Even the world itself. To hell with beauty.
Beauty
You speak of beauty in imperfections, say the moon has got spots on him; those are craters, nimwit, dents that don’t receive sunlight. I look at the depth hiding in darkness, you search for vandalised surface. Beauty lies not in imperfections but perceptions. The more damage we take, the more depth we have; flaunt your…
Metaphor
As much as I’d love to believe the sun shines for us and the moon personifies beauty, I know we’re deluded. A star that burns and a chunk of rock that steals light can’t inspire. Romanticism, that’s what literature has become. What is life but a celebration of perpetual vanity?
Something unreal.
When I hear the woods singing your name, When every inch of my skin craves for your mane, the world has nothing else to offer. Your eyes are my skies, your kisses are my rain, your path leads me to light; there’s wilderness in your untamed hair. I breathed you in, filled my lungs with…
Girl!
Is there an ocean in your eyes? Or is it the deep blue sky? 'cuz when I look into you, girl, I get lost in an endless night.
Together.
The sky takes your blush We face each other at the altar Eyes locked, waiting to be wed Shining were you, like Clouds clothed your skin The night hides in those eyes, And wind in your hair There's a storm inside my heart, Tides rise and fall within "Be mine" I said, kneeling, remember? Now…
Follow the star, he said You don't have to row far For you'll know you're there When the waters are shallow And your eyes are sore
Sneaky you!
You sneaked into my life Unnoticed, like Moonlight through the window sill What have I done To deserve this, o girl Let me roll the blinders down I'm tired of your beauty, hell!
Butterfly
The world to her Was full of butterflies All she could do was chase Gone were they Within the blink of an eye
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Beautiful but insecure Her love was so pure Touch her, you're injured A cactus for sure Aren't you?
Love
I love you so much that When I see your pretty hair I wanna mess it up And run away 🐛
I hear the birds sing From the flora that surround Me, On this grass, I lay Seeing the clouds overpower The sun A gentle breeze caresses my scars Mystifying This already perturbed soul I see bugs🐛 Crawling around How can time go this slow? Then falls a dew Sliding over from leaves, Then I realize…
Owning.
Mind numb, Emotions astray Standing still, Soul cast away Wide awake, yet blind Searching for something I can't find Relishing the pain, feelings undefined Where do I go? Clueless, I roam It was when she let me in Warm embrace, her tender skin I begged my heart not to sin She took my hand as…
Where lies the beauty?
"I can be beautiful if I try." She said, shrugging her shoulders, as her eyes met the ground; I see her innocence flooding all over her embarrassed face. "You already are." I murmured as I faced denial. Not everybody is beautiful to everyone. The truth is, beauty doesn't lie in an individual; it's in perception…
