Poem -

The Hidden Beauty

Personality perspective

The Hidden Beauty

When you need a moment to escape
from your modern place of mask normality,
to discover accurately, the unexplored state,
reigning right there within your personality.

In the vortex, we wear a mask to hide ourselves
Covering fear of failure until being unmasked,
And the rare hidden beauty of many degrees
Find a valise to make objectives into multitasked.

All that was Plundered has been a lesson,
Come to commiserate gloom on yawn street.
But the moon slipped into the room with unison,
Released upon layers of darkness as new light.

In a realm that cannot be seen by the eye,
Images and pictures reveal the hidden facets.
Look at your picture and see the hidden beauty,
Unconscious values of brightly colored petals.

This beauty is achieved, without doing anything,
Intricate but stunning, physical middles of mind,
Deeply embedded, wedded soul and spirit being,
the emblems of maturing takes the longest time.

A burning journey with the person in this energy,
The synergy of your hidden beauty can flow freely,
If the goal of yours, are seen not in cynical ingenuity,
But in the revered emotions behind the theory.

Within you lies the power, desire, and beauty
Which can get sidetracked, damage, and disable?
The best of our lives is hidden, by unimproved duty,
Still waiting to be discovered and made available.

 
 

 

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