When Beautiful Isn't Beautiful.

This topic was created in the Virgo forum by 2ndDecanFish on Wednesday, August 3, 2005 and has 10 replies.
Hello Everyone,
Poetry is one of my talents. It allows me to express emotions that I could never say verbally. Let's see how do you like this one:
"When Beautiful Isn't Beautiful."

Mirror on the wall,
I see me, but I know the truth
Spare me the flatter
Of the image of my youth.
Beautiful isn't beautiful,
When you hurt awfully at the core.
THe type of pain that's only present,
Behind closed doors.
What do you do,
when all of your life,
you're this ornament?
You're only gazed upon,
Like a museum artifact.
Yet physically,
There isn't a soul that you've met.
For a while untainted,
Forever untouched.
A thought of some such is so. . .
Un-beautiful.
By: 2ndDecanFish, the Enigmatic Piscean
PS: What do you think?
Ahhh
I slap my face at least 10 times.. (when I woke up) + insulting myself?!
Then when I get relaxed? I say most beautiful that I can come up with ?to myself..!!!
If I am still not satisfied with,,,, then I slap again and insulting myself.. more?!!

Until someone lovely comes and give me her (good morning)..!!



Then I know.. who I am and realising that??? what is my life purposes?!!
Good Morning Q !!! Winking
this is the lovely good morning i needed and talked about.. and good morning to you my lovely lady
smile
2ndDecanFish,
this is Dreamy-Eyez. Your poem was simply beautiful in a dark way. Do you have a low self-esteem or did something happen to you in your past, because the vibrations I get from this poem has powerful emotions that you can kind of associate with rejection, hurt, and sadness. Keep up the good work.
Dreamy-Eyez,
Thank you for your appreciation in poetry. I often hide behind them, but yes I have been hurt alot in my past. My past ranges from being physically abused by a drug addicted uncle when I was 5 years old, to being hit by a car at the age of 8 with my mother by my hospital bedside trying to keep me awake due to the fear of me becoming comatose. I was nearly shot in the head by a shotgun at the age of 15. All of the neighborhood kids hated me because I was different. What has me a bit embittered was that they used me for my art talents but then later rejected me time after time all because I was too kind and naive to see what they were really doing to me. I smile on the outside, but I really cry in the inside. I feel so awful sometimes, and I have only one real close friend whose a Virgo and I love him dearly because he saw me at my worst during a time that I was completely weak and I wanted to literally die. Having atleast one real true friend made this world not so bad after all.
2ndDecanFish,
You aren't suicidal, are you? Because those losers aren't worth taking you own life over. Besides, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. How are you doing today? Have you turned all of that hurt into strength?

Dreamy-Eyez
Dreamy-Eyez,
No, I'm not really suicidal, but there were times that I felt so awful and I hoped for something to happen to me to where my life was taken. This was a while back, though. I have in a way converted all those negative feelings into a creative energy for artistic projects. I even went and gotten a tattoo of a wounded heart wrapped in barbed wire with a dagged plunged into it. This is on my left shoulder. My best friend was the only person that saw thru my calm facade. I use to always remain calm and quiet to where I'd appear peaceful and serene, but he saw right thru that. He's born under Virgo, which is opposite of Pisces. He possesses this outgoing, dowm-to-earth attitude that is opposite of me. He shows me the finer side of things and life. What made it even better was that he's someone whom I can totally trust, and vice versa. I have my moments to where I remember how felt in the past and I cry sometimes, but other than that I'm okay. Thank you for your concern Dreamy-Eyez. Your response showed me that there are good people in the world.
2ndDecanFish
Hi fish
Pisces is dreamy and poetic! Writing a poem is a creative outlet for you. It heals your soul.
To me, positive thinking will help us live happily in this world. If this poem is a room with a mirror, hope your next poem is about a room with a view. I'm waiting. : )
maymaid
Hello Everyone,
This one is pretty much about a bad mood that conquers you from within. I wrote this one last year in December. It's entitled "Floodgates." Alright, here goes:
I search for high ground,
When emotions are flooding high.
I try to keep my thoughts clear,
As I inhale the breeze from the sky.
Moods are taking me over,
As it slowly dampens my soul.
I try to stay warm and pleasant,
But uncontrollably I turn cold.
My mind is drowned out,
I can't beat this with a mental reason.
It's absurd to think,
You can switch on and off a season.
There's nothing I can do,
I'm too far down under.
I'm sorry for those around me,
For it appears as waves and thunder.
By 2ndDecanFish.

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