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Anya Jul 16
We visited an art museum today
“The Guggenheim” with it’s white spiraling architecture
I felt slightly cultured as I flipped through a book detailing an artist whose last name I vaguely recall started with a Q
Conveniently forgetting the very reason for my presence in that room being to charge my phone
Feeling educated as I recognize the names Matisse, Lautrec from my brief intro to art history courtesy of our overly enthusiastic design teacher
Basking in my elegance, taking petit little bites, of a macaroon in a cafe outside the museum
...Before noisily slurping my blood red ice tea
The man loves and craves beauty
more desperately than a woman.
Consider, for example, to what
nature of being
each is attracted.
Let the ink spill
Reflecting the true virtue
Of yours
In such a way

Every reading mind
Try their best, to create
Their own version
Of you

That is what
You are

Thank You
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: The untold story
ImpliedLines Feb 24
A few renditions are nothing at all
But if I copied their strife
Would you notice my fall
Rowan Elizabeth Dec 2018
the way she swayed and leaped
embodying the strokes of a paintbrush
dancing across the canvas
a solid blur of pink and white

every twirl was breathless
every plié like silk

in that moment,
she existed as the most elegant force alive

every move commanded attention
she was grace
Shadow Dragon Oct 2018
Diamond shaped hearts
cracking into two
forming elegant earings
for you to wear
once the reaper comes
and invites you down.
Just like beauty hurts,
so does love.
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018

               Amazing Grace
             Eleanor Rugby
                                  That House That Jack Built
                    Here We Go Again
                                A Change Is Gonna Come

                Freeway of Love
                                                   Rolling In The Deep                            
                Never Grow Old
                                               (I) Knew You Were Waiting (For Me)       
             Love Me Right
                       I Say A Little Prayer
               Natural Woman

My mom is crying her eyes out. T-T T-T T-T
RIP to a legend! RIP to a beautifully talented woman!
Salmabanu Hatim Jun 2018
My mum,
Is a gem,
Busy as a bee,
Calm as a summer sea.
Elegant,with a unique style,
Never without a smile.
A fun loving, doting parent,
My best friend.
The apple of my dad's eyes,
For her sake he survives,
His love,
His gentle dove.
She is a woman of many talents,
Best,she loves to paint,
Her paintings are poetry on canvas,
Her paintings can be seen in art ģalleries.
She hates housework,
But her responsibilities she does not shirk.
That's my mum,sweet as can be,
She will always love me.
Wyatt May 2018
When I'm tired of beating myself up,
when I'm sick of ruining the mood
in the middle of the night...
often I try to think of you.
You live so clean, so pure.
You're so elegant, magnificent.
You're beautiful and inspiring,
believe me this is the truth.
You've always caught my eye,
the way you shine unique.
How could I ever be like you
and a lot less like me?
I admire someone like her from far away. She's an inspiration, she's always caught my eye.
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