-A rip within Beauty

-A rip within Beauty

A Poem by M. B

Whether I have the morning light on my dewy face
That melts like candle wax;
The tears that are so mistakenly placed, 
Yelling and screaming in the purple moonlit haze
With the golden Orb rising from the east, 
I can never forget 
With what piercing brightness,
Sunset brings out from within its High throne.

So quietly hidden, that 
Not even its ironed rays know
Where to lay when the time has come to
Greet the Midnight Moon.
Therefore they plaster themselves on a quiet,
Sleeping canvas:
Dimming the mourning sky 
With a lustrous orange drape,
That hides the stars behind.
Its folds creating an immerse maze
Of seamless starlight.

They were shamed by humble beauty, 
The curtain teared into strips,
Revealing the hidden,
Naked Night.

Its violet colours now blending with the orange drape,
Creating what is now known
As Twilight.

© 2021 M. B


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Added on December 18, 2021
Last Updated on December 30, 2021
Tags: #nature, #poetry, #darkacademia, #romanticacademia, #beige, #sunset, #sunrise, #golden, #stars, #night

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