Kurt Ravidas Poet Rhyme

The Beauty

I'd rather not relay on heavy words
to weigh the beauty in a proper way.
A third of human languages, two-thirds,
nay, all of them would never outweigh
the heft of weightless beauty on the scale
of ruthless time. Eternity will measure
a downfall, a moon, a nightingale,
a hug, a kiss, a tenderness, a pleasure,
an unexpected daybreak. Farewell,
my poor weighted love. Abiding time
is going to put its deadly spell
on every stanza, meter, form and rhyme.

But you are an immeasurable form.
When beauty comes I wonder where from.


MAY 2019 PREMIER 4,ANY FORM,ANY THEME,UPTO A MAX OF 14(F O U R T E E N )Lines Poetry Contest
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Connie Marcum Wong April 20, 2019 at 8:34 PM For me real beauty is expressed in irrepressible tears. This profound poem may be understood in many ways which is what makes it shine. A fave for me Kurt! Kurt Ravidas April 21, 2019 at 9:21 AM The irrepressible tears is the natural response of a beauty meeting. Naturally, if a person who meets a beauty is able to see it) Thank you very much, Connie. I'm deeply moved by you kind words.