Your eyes are so beautiful but sad.
Ladders on your walls with
"unreachable" peaks encapsulate you.
Chapped lips and blistered palms
symbolize your life's struggles.
Scars coat your arms
as you crawl on such rugged rubble.
God, who lifts his hands to either
punish or reward, heard your prayers.
All your ordeals and prejudices
has burdened you in many layers.
Your eyes are so beautiful but sad.
A rare beauty is what I call you
but I know you wouldn't like that.
Amidst all the troubles of your days,
a compliment might seem like the
last thing to say.
I have seen your trials and denials,
your slavery and hopeless compliance.
I still see the beauty in you and I can
write it in words but cannot sing it in tunes.
But don't worry, pain is temporary
and it would leave soon.
Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
Your eyes are so beautiful but sad.
Ladders on your walls with
"unreachable" peaks encapsulate you.
Chapped lips and blistered palms
symbolize your life's struggles.
Scars coat your arms
as you crawl on such rugged rubble.
God, who lifts his hands to either
punish or reward, heard your prayers.
All your ordeals and prejudices
has burdened you in many layers.
Your eyes are so beautiful but sad.
A rare beauty is what I call you
but I know you wouldn't like that.
Amidst all the troubles of your days,
a compliment might seem like the
last thing to say.
I have seen your trials and denials,
your slavery and hopeless compliance.
I still see the beauty in you and I can
write it in words but cannot sing it in tunes.
But don't worry, pain is temporary
and it would leave soon.
