Beautiful

by 14th   Jul 20, 2020


For he, he listens
He listens deep
Echoes replay of voices
Throughout the day

One voice he remembers
Of if his queen
The voice of forever peace
Happiness, and serene
beautiful is what he called her

He said her name
But underneath
Her beauty stood
An angel who knows no pain

The echoes become screams
Nightmares become visions
There he stood
Wondering in vain

Why did I fall for beauty?
When beauty was never her name

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  • 3 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Quite haunting, and also reminded me of how we can see what we want to believe, idolizing someone and not realizing their own flaws. And in that way, we forget that they can hurt us. But your poem at the same time seemed more fantasy themed? And I could see that as someone immortal, and you, human, fall under the pressure and weight of loving someone who cannot be with you.

    Interesting read. Please, keep writing!

    • 3 years ago

      by 14th

      Thank you. It was an expression of my mind and soul. Your comment has been praised :)

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