Cliche

What is beauty? Smoky blue eyes blinded
by the very sight they sought to see, held
captive by the wonder of glee. Binded
to fate like a marvelous hereo, faithfully felled.

What is love? My body on top of yours
on top of the sand of some foreign land.
Its splendor when my soulful spirit soars
as we bravely face our fate, hand in hand.

What is fate? Our names bound to the ocean,
the eternal affair we can finally
understand: our unity is a notion.
I'd say that's a beauty 'meant to be'.

This will all begin with a simple cliche,
'Once upon a time...' will commence today.

Author's Note

Not quite a sonnet.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

Hmmmmm !
Thought provoking,
You could have written a book on each of
those thoughts. I almost did, I started to breathe
hard, squint--- sure signs that you were getting
to me.
This reminds me of cognitive disection. Starting with
a large premise. Leaving i up to the reader to take
it apart and label the parts.

Rated------100 %

------ Eagle Cruagh

[Nish Nish the Fish]

Ooh ,this is really somethin special, You have taken the art of expression to a whole new level. This was so creative, and simple, and relatable, and it answered so many questions and summed up so much truth in one short, sweet poem. I loved it, very much :) thanks for sharing.

[Sean M. Addams]

very nicely done .... like thwe imagery inthis alot and the flow was perfect ... overall nice job on this one and thanks for entering this in my contest...

[Ron Reardon]

Very nice!

[New]

Your style is very cool! I hope to someday write something like this :) Thanks for sharing!