Archive for beauty

Dancing in the Rain

Posted in Happy Poems, Hopeful Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , on November 10, 2013 by Myra's Circle

I can hear the rain falling,
It’s soft pitter-patter dancing
On the roof,
I can hear the storm,
Rolling in,
Over the crests of the stars,
I can see the world as it folds in on itself,
Allowing room for the storm,
Waiting for the destruction.
And in that moment,
The world is silent,
No creature daring to utter
A single,
Word,
All but one,
Who screams,
And throws her hands in the air,
As she dances in the rain.

What Is Beauty?

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , on October 18, 2013 by Myra's Circle

Beauty is sadness,
Of imperfection,
The same old madness,
Going the same direction.

Beauty is costly,
You’re never enough,
To satisfy the softly,
Old cry of the heart.

Beauty is never skinny enough,
Pretty enough,
Good enough.

Beauty is never being

Enough.

The Dream

Posted in Happy Poems, Hopeful Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , on September 10, 2013 by Myra's Circle

One day

I had a dream

of beauty

And sadness

Of hope

and of love.

One day

I had a dream

of reminders

of the past.

Twas a dream of a dream

not much more,

won’t add to much

only actions

Only words.

Words that will destroy

so many ugly things

bring hope

wonder

Freedom.

Words

that

Matter.

This dream is

what I am

Who I am

and what I will

Accomplish.

The Mirror

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , on September 8, 2013 by Myra's Circle

The mirror, it yells at me,
Every second of the day,
All I could ever see,
Was sadness, hate and shame.

The girl who stared so blankly back,
She hated me, my face, my body,
Then one day her mind went black,
That’s how she ended, I suppose.

Now the mirror whispers sad things,
Whispers them with force,
And every blow the mirror brings,
Breaks me into millions of little pieces.

And I broke.

She is

Posted in Happy Poems, Hopeful Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , on August 1, 2013 by Myra's Circle

She is beautiful,

Simple like a flower,

Open to new ideas,

Her petals reaching out.

She is confident,

Dripping with laughter,

Every moment,

Of every day.

She is perfect,

From her hair to her eyes,

Oh, those sparkling, sad eyes,

She is worth it.

She is beautiful,

My hope, my dreams, my heart,

She is everything,

She is who I want to be

She is not me.

The Truth about Beauty

Posted in Haiku, Hopeful Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , on August 1, 2013 by Myra's Circle

 

She is beautiful
Filled with hopes for the future
Beauty will kill her.

Beauty

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , on July 10, 2013 by Myra's Circle

Beauty
Breathtakingly
Breaks
the broken
and battered,
Bruising
the bold,
And beautiful.