Beauty

 For a moment I believed in myself 
I believed that I was beautiful
And, for some unknown reason,
The world believed it too.
Then I woke up.

When beauty is but a dream

The nightmare is in waking up.

Author's Note

Review?

Reviews

[D Hughes]

it was great, short and simple, but great

[JS]

I enjoyed the last two lines of your poem, clever and subtly powerful!

'I slept and dreamt that life was beauty,
when I woke I found that life was duty...'

jS