The Truth About Beauty

All this from a word play, had a lot of fun with it!

We often think of beauty resounding in delicacy

the vulnerable petal of a flower

the essence of the veil

between love... and passion

this depends on one's own discretion

and the sublime context to which the object or emotion, 

is named

beauty is not a limitation

of delicate things

not alone

the elusive nature of the serpent

or the wolf- and their timid, misunderstood souls

some contort what is truth

I can only stand in this corkscrew of oblivion

where minds are closed but mouths are wide open

but in the end... trust in your heart

compassion, the epiphany

of those lost in the dark 

aided by a silken, but distinguished remark

beauty is far greater than image or emotion

going beyond what you can see

or feel

beauty is truth

and truth is real

Reviews

[Trigorin]

Not bad, and you've gotten your message across well, but the ending seems a little lax in comparison to the buildup of the rest of the poem. I feel like you ought to do something to raise the stakes a little at the end, especially since it seems so tacked-on and incomplete. It's a good start, but I don't think it's quite finished yet.

[Aramey]

Thank you! I was worried the ending was the only part that made a lot of sense . Thanks so much for the input :)