Beauty
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“The emotion is alike the beast. Too wild to be free at the ultimate state, and too large to be truly caged. We, as humans, cage animals, for we cage emotions. We, as humans, believe ourselves to be beyond emotions. We, as humans, both cage ourselves, and the emotions we will enclose in our heart.…
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The same people who are against vaccines are also in support of the legalization of all manner of illegal drugs and narcotics. They believe both to fall into the same category of “freedom”, and yet, I’ll call it as falling into the category of “slavery”. The Buddhists have a focus on two areas to the…
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Pleasure me with the face of roses,And feed me your graces,Long, was your tresses, made of ebony.Stone-like, is your heart, and made of the same.Find me next to nectar,Let us leave the sacred altar,And play nude in the mud.Children are ignorant, while question is their infinity. My beauty with stains of descent,Upon soil, where your…
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I am a man who has grown up around women. No sisters and no siblings, but 4 aunts, a long-time girlfriend, a close grandmother, a mother, no father, and 3 female cousins… I think I have a bit more understanding of a woman’s Psychology than the average stupid man. From what I’ve known of them,…
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Up from deprivation, I’ll begin, to raise thee,To my contemplation, I have seen, to pull thee,By my regret, I have not been, to free thee,From a slumber, from a pain, from a madnessThat should only, be known, to me.Why should thou feel, when I am only, to suffer?Such confuses me,Whenever I see thee,Born with tears,…
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Find me where wine surrounds,An airport and its buzzing engines.Find me, for me to nestle myself in your heart,Find faces to feel their praise.I will love until eternity is torn apart,We will love until paradise is what surrounds,With violet scents,And beauty’s dose of awe. Safety is where I will find your touch,Your lips is where…
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“As anyone who holds even the slightest understanding of Psychology, the human brain is incapable of holding two primary focuses. Rather, there is always a primary and a secondary focus. Should quality be the primary focus, then quantity will become the secondary focus. Should quantity be the primary focus, then quality will become the secondary…
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Fancy yourself dressed,In the fanciest gown,Decked with the rubies of a life once loved,In all your aromatic kisses,And eyes that glow in the haze of a summer’s night.Beauty! Now, dance for me. Find me in the garden,With thy roses plucked,And thy breasts revealed,I find your loneliness a thwarting thing,I find no pleasure,From the previous day.…
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Beloved,With scars so engraved,Am I able to dig them out? Am I am able to see,That which has muddled thee,By the sin we both breathe,In bitter misery? Bandage these sores,For they’ve accumulated,Vast swarms of flies,Longing to feast. I have failed my own God,The woman I adored,And now see tragedy,Upon my doorstep.He calls himself, “Death”,And fails…
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When upon the time in a distant romance,When love once guarded her form,When a frame had guarded a painting,When my arms had guarded truth,I knew for once in my life,That my home is not this home;It is the space in her heart,And upon a face, where quivers an aching smile,I would die to know her,…
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Petals have fallen, over a naked leaf,The soil has been where I found thee laying,Frozen and dead, with a mark upon thy forehead,The mark of terror. The mark of a beast.The mark from a man,Who knew your heart, taken to keep. Beloved, with thy tranquil eyes,That I still see, beneath this frail temple,You have hair…
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I am seated, with my head in my palms,And I ponder to myself over what I’ve lost,Besides another tear. Another tear,Another flake to the ashes,Another memory to the burial,Another fragment from the heavy weightSeemingly lost, and now,The Earth possesses it. Of blinding tears, and blinding rageThat seems to be all I feel.As my emotions are…
Modern Romanticism 