Beauty

If beauty were measured

By looks and gold,

And liers of wishless words,

Then this poem could not be told. 

For beauty is a deceiver,

A deceiver of wishes,

It's the devil's believer

In evil kisses.

Beauty is for those

Who are not chained

By it's woes

And through it's evil, tamed;

But by goodness and death

And God's final call

They turn and cometh,

To the angel's dancing ball.

And when beauty dies,

And leaves the world

With endless sighs

While the golden dancers twirl;

There shall be peace,

But for those who lied,

They shall not cease,

To hate the beauty in the sky.

Reviews

[ravenjess]

AMAZING poem! there seems to be a lot of deep meaning to this...just wow. great job!

[Coyote Poetry]

Many definitions of the word beauty. I like your description. Beauty can trick us. Real beauty is seen from the heart and the deeds done in a life. I like the strong ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[zainul]

The beauty has been demonstrated here in various shapes,forms and names
by using magical words.There is not a single stanza which is not perfect for its content or subject.
Congratulate you for the precious write.

[MOON]

Lovely vivid write true beauty lives on.

[Dark Tower]

Beautifully written. A true pleasure to read.

[Aianarie (INACTIVE)]

Beautiful poetry. Great expression and excellent word choices. Every line danced in my mind, vivid and alive!

I love it. Good job.