Nuisances of Beauty

The cold eats my bones

While the rest of the world smiles

At the white that buries all color

 

I think the snow falls to cover up secrets,

To cover the sins of the people

Purity blankets our mistakes

With sheets of whiteness

 

Joy on the faces of children

Innocence plays

Pretending

Until maturity makes us "unfun"

No longer imaginitive

 

Nuisances of beauty

Lovely to view,

But the freeze burns my skin

 

While the rest of the world laughs,

I cry

The cold does nothing for me.

Reviews

[Jeremiah Medina]

A deep sorrowful write, commenting on the inconvenience of beauty, or at least the pointless obsession with it. Beauty changes and fades, always shifting, it can never be the same, so comparing beauties is a waste of time, because all eyes see beauty differently. Accepting this is key to being comfortable with your appearance. The standard of beauty our society creates for us is the worst poison for our minds, it creates the self doubt and esteem problems that most of our generation has. All for comparing something that can't be compared. Thought inspiring write here, thank you for sharing.