#beautyandthebeast
8 years of writing music and finally this is the first time I've written a truly song talking about love."The Blue Rose".
"What is love?" It's great to talk about love, which is a feeling that is missing in most "People"s hearts. especially in my heart, I am "The Beast" who needs to learn to truly love people and stop my selfishness.
"People"don't choose to fall in love but we choose to love when we decide willingly to truly love someone.
Without pride, without selfishness and with sacrifice we dedicate our life to another "Person".
A Tornado of questions comes to my head when I think about love: Am I with this person to heal past love? to fill my ego? because of my greed? to heal the wound of my loneliness? to display like a trophy? Could I really be with this person if she didn't have legs? Could I be with this person if she didn't have arms? Could I be with this person if she didn't have ears? Would I be by her side when my selfishness speaks loudler?
will I be patient and wait or keep my marriage or will I let quick pleasures ruin my plans for the future?
"Just One Day" someone said that anything can be love and I kept those words in my heart. I felt so much love for this "Person" because there're several types of love and admiration is also a type of love
"People" may say they love each other but they actually neglect spending time with the "People" they say they love because of their goals.
I'm an example of this, Of course I'm not proud of it but I hope "Just One Day" my selfishness allow me to change and open my heart a little more for "people". I recognize that I need to change, Inside every human being there is a soul that yearns to give love to "people" but perhaps he does not recognize this. Just as the future can be partially predictable simply by looking at the past, relationships that are wrapped in selfishness will easily linger. Love is like a flower that needs to be cultivated patiently.
I know my fight is not against my husband, boyfriend, parents, bothers, friends, employees, boss, coworkers but against my mind.
Nowadays, relationships are fleeting and wither very quickly, like the White morning-glory flower that blooms in the late afternoon and withers by morning.
My best friend of "The Past" blocked me because I didn't respond for so long while the only "Person" I really want to be Friend "in The Future", well actually I'm not fighting for her Friendship even though I really wanted to and almost every day I think how good it would be to be friends with that "Person". All I did was force friendship in moments when loneliness hurt in my heart because I always chose work or study, Although these things are extremely important, I recognize that I need to place the value of people above material things.
-What's my problem?
-"Selfishness that's my problem"
MySelf, MySelf, MySelf
My Selfishness when will you leave me? When will I stop getting more pleasure when I think about: "The past or The Future But i can't live in The present Tense".
- Mother, Father, Brothers, Friends ?
Will it be too late?
- Yes, it's already too late.
- "I can't live because I already died"
If I am spiritually dead, physical death will soon find me, so I recognize that I need change.
I have this sixth sense, I know that you talked bad about me behind my back, I know that you accused me of lying without knowing the truth, and that in a certain way you still feel curious to know who I really am, but If you have been in my life then you are also my family, so I love you. You could say even if I don't talk to you, I feel curious about you, something different when I look at you, maybe it's this eagerness to want to give you love, whether with my words or actions but I can't because all I did was look at you without saying anything. However somehow I still feel that you are very special to me, will you still be part of my life? I don't know, only time will tell.
I know Loving your neighbor is still so hard, but when it's someone you don't like and think is ugly and still talks bad things about you, it's even harder, but you have to do what you don't want to do sometimes to evolve as a human being.
"Hey Snow" I'll try hard to love you, I promise, even if you ignore me and don't see any value in me.I am really willing to understand what love is even in pain.
So when the right time finally comes will I be prepared to give you the right love honey or will I let the first stone knock down our sandcastle? actually I am aware the time to give you love is now because you are still breathing but all i do is hide in this dark room but i still wanna love you..
But maybe I will never find this love that my heart yearns for, because daily it is a constant search and All I've done now is talk and sing some songs about giving love to someone but will I actually act and actually give someone love like I long for? Or will it be too late? I hope I don't wait for you to die to give you flowers and tell you how much you mean to me.
I won't change because i want to change, i'll change when "Just One Day" I decide to change. Although it is difficult i know, I need to learn to love those who spit in my face, punch me and stab me in the back. But only when my soul learns to be as white as the SNOW is, only then will I know what it is to truly love. Well, I think If this Snow Soul were a person, she would say, "I am a soul that feeds on people's smiles, that feels good when others are well, that feels pleasure in helping people because one day I was that person and I needed help too, and I was very happy when they helped me. This Snow Soul would say, "I am that person who plays dumb even if they know what the person is saying to me, because I know that it is never too late to gain some kind of wisdom from someone.
"This Snow Soul would say, "I learned to feel pleasure when they point the finger at me, because I do not keep the negativity or hurt from the words of those who insulted me, but I keep the wisdom and reconsideration of my actions and the chance to change for the better. An insult and an accusation, no matter how much it denigrates your reputation or company, if you look at it with different eyes, with those eyes that go beyond your physical appearance, you will realize that these are irrational fears, caused by external noises. Perhaps this can be a blessing for you as a human being or talking about business it can be a key to change some area, sector, quality of products or appearance of your company. Lastly I want you to know that nothing is a coincidence, everything has its purpose. there are life lessons in everything, you just need to learn to look for the clues that life gives you, but I hope your cell phone doesn't die before you find at least 7% of the Truth Untold.
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 7:01 PM UTC
I think I am drowning—
but not in her eyes anymore.
The weight pressing me down
isn’t the pull of her stare,
but my own brother’s words,
dragging me under.
My ears ring.
My heart pounds.
I tell myself to breathe,
but my body is no longer mine to command.
The anchor that held me steady is gone,
and in its place, something festers.
A monster seeps through the cracks they left,
spilling into my thoughts,
warping what little of me remains.
I will spend my life yearning,
serving a queen who will never be mine.
I can’t even look at her.
I am a coward—
the same one she first met.
The same monster she first hated.
And like all beasts in their castles,
I will be alone.
Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 12:54 PM UTC
In a castle where shadows crept and curled,
Lived a beast, feared by the world.
But within his roar, a silence dwelled,
A heart that once in sorrow swelled.
Beauty saw beyond the beastly mask,
In kindness, she found her task.
For love, she knew, is not just sight,
It blooms in the darkest night.
She taught that grace is more than skin,
It’s the love we give, the strength within.
In patience, she untied the knot,
That cruelty and fear had tightly wrought.
The beast’s true face was never shown,
Until Beauty’s love had grown.
A lesson here, both old and new,
True beauty is found in what we do.
So heed this tale, let love be your guide,
For every beast has a soul inside.
It’s in the heart, where true love's feast,
We find our beauty, we find our beast.
©Priyanka Bhagat
Aug 24, 2024
Aug 24, 2024 at 5:23 AM UTC
I never knew what true beauty was
Until I got to know her
Somehow she shines
Brighter than all my luxuries
While her voice
Sounds better than all the songs
I have heard before
They cannot compare to her beauty
Her purity and innocence
Her grace and intelligence
Her heart, full of kindness
How gently she caresses each page
Of a book she holds so dearly
How attentive she is
To all animals and objects
To dream that she would one day
Come to love me
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 12:52 PM UTC
Why am I called a funny girl?
When my humour is as dry
As the pages of a book
Or Gaston's flirtatious lies
Is it because people laugh
Before words even escape my mouth
That reading is ridiculous
How could such a woman be allowed?
To the characters in the stories
They do not laugh or judge me
They share my thirst for adventure
How I wish my life would be more lively
Every morning is a routine
That requires no risk to take
If I settle and rot in this tiny town
It would be my biggest mistake
My books are like tiny windows
In lives I wish to live
I just wanted something new for a change
Something more than this town can give
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 2:18 AM UTC
She loved nothing but her own face. 'Nothing compared!' The people shouted making her smile. But then she saw a woman in the mirror as white and fair as she and she cursed that woman shattering her apart so nothing can compare to her face.
No hair flown more elegantly nor was there any as silky as her's so that was all she cared for. But she feared the bite of her comb would hurt her crown so she cursed that brush ripping apart it's dentures so nothing can ever bite her hair.
Her body was perfect from head to toe. Even softer and smoother than any cloth on the land. No fabric can be whiter or fairer than her skin. So she took her dress and cursed it tearing it apart so nothing can get in the way of her beauty.
The people watched the beauty day and night, how her face wrinkled without a mirror to tell her, how her hair grew frizzy and damaged without a comb to fix it, how her body was raided with scars and rashes and so many more. So they cursed her beauty bringing her into tears so that none may be enchanted by her.
But a prince charming came to her and wiped the drops off her cheeks. And beauty smiled gazing into his handsome face. He promised her he'll be her mirror and her comb and her dress and he'd love her forevermore. And even though her beauty is cursed he stayed beside her keeping making her feel beautiful inside.
And they lived happily ever after...
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 11:24 AM UTC
Where other couples have songs
we had a movie.
A movie that we were watching;
when you first asked me out,
when you first kissed me.
I used to think our movie was ironic
a horror movie
to represent a happy relationship.
Now I'm wondering
if it was a sign of the destruction you'd cause.
Remind me to pay attention to the things
that represent a relationship.
Those things can show how the relationship will end.
And I'd rather it end like Beauty and the Beast
than Insidious...
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
I watch you, I watch you grow into the beautiful master piece of art you are .
You're magnificent , and rare to find.
It's the middle of the night and the moon shines bright through my window and the cool breeze blows my chimes .
My name is being howled in the mountains by you.
It's like Mozart , music to my ears .
Thus passion I have ought to be a sin , because you're a beast .
But yet so caressing so passionate .
It's a full moon , you run through every mountain .
I wait and you arrive , with therefor I pause.
Panting , motionless
I gently touch your fur and stare into your red Beaty eyes .
I can't help but pour my love , I see this beautiful art work.
Not a beast but a master piece
Nobody wants you in this town , they have such hatred , animosity .
But they are just degrading a beautiful creature .
You're so dangerous and can **** with the sharp claws and teeth but instead we make passionate never ending love and those claws scratch my back and those teeth sink in my neck .
I become alive , just like you .
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC
Beauty and the beast
Their situation a bit thorny
Please, wait! don't go!
I promise this wont be corny!
This fairy tale is quite disturbing
The plot, quickly, you are learning
About a girl oh-so deserving
And a Beast quite unnerving
Bell, which translates to "beauty"
Had quite the unlucky dad
For he promised her a rose
But came back with empty hand
Now, during his return
He stumbles upon a castle
Where hospitality awaited him
So, who was he to hassle?
While unbuckling his belt
And unbuttoning his clothes
He noticed something beautiful
Something called a rose
The most beautiful one he wanted to pluck
But, instead, he should have ducked
Because the Beast, he had much better luck
And Bells father was forced to give her up
Bell willingly lived with the beast
Where every night there was a feast
There was no passion, to say the least
But their friendship would never cease
Bell eventually became homesick
But the beast had his ways
He said she could see her family
But had to return in 7 days
Before sending Bell on her way
The beast gave her 2 things
One an enchanted mirror
The other an enchanted ring
Use this mirror to see me
Whenever you want to be near
But turn this ring three times
And instantly you'll be here
Jealous of her well being
Bells sisters lead her astray
Wanting the Beast to grow angry
They beg of her to stay
After feeling so much guilt
Bell looks into the mirror
Not only to find the Beast half dead
She uses the ring to see it clearer
The Beast is lying on the ground
His breath is weak, he makes no sound
Belle can't believe what she had found
She Screamed "I love you Beast, I love you now!"
The tears struck the beast
And he transformed into a prince!
He tells her about the fairy
Who turned him into this
I've found my true love
The curse was finally broken from me
My dearest Bell, Darling
Your love has awoken me you see
I used to be angry
So my fate was then sealed
But with your love and your faith
Our true beauty was revealed
You see this story has a moral
In order to live Happily ever after
You must look beyond the growl
And begin to cherish the laughter
Aug 29, 2010
Aug 29, 2010 at 6:30 PM UTC
I'll still love you
Even when you're the ugliest person I've ever seen.
Because that's what I do best;
Love the monster before it ever shows its face.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC