Beauty

meditating on the definition of beauty and what it means to me

To me, beauty is,
any aspect of a thing that
brings pleasure ,
a pleasing face,
or pleasing words
that deserve to be thanked .

While Beauty lies in pleasing ,
Please is a word you don' hear,
too often ,
and pleasure is a perverse thing,
you find it on sale in powdered form,
in picture books ,
and at the side of the road late at night.

Pleasure is cheap
but without beauty
i think it isn't worth having,
because :
such a thing has no memory ,
No meaning ,
its really nothing,
as it doesn't last
(while this poem might be on beauty, it's really philosophy)