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Though be your outer beauty that
... blinds me,
It is your inner ugliness
... I see.
2019 November 04
Beauty is skin deep
I say it is more
Beautiful caring
Sweet words to thyself
Harmonious life
Giving yourself
Sharing your soul
Sweetly divine
For all virtues
Knowing peace
Within you
Beautiful
One goal
For all
Love
Beauty
By: Tom Wright
2000
Beauty is skin deep
and therefore, over time,
grudgingly slips away.
Ugliness, however,
penetrates to the bone;
and having the tenacity of a Pit Bull,
appears doggedly locked on
forever.
Ugly is such an ugly term.
for ugly, is an opinion...as far as i'm concerned.
And it can be quite troubling,
when one thinks one is ugly.
But one must remember that such beauty is skin deep,
and the prettiest human being wouldn't interest chimpanzees.
Delilah, just the name carries
a lot of connotations
A manipulator,scandalous,
and a woman of temptations
Her beauty is skin deep
But her treachery's like an abyss
Lies dwell in her eyes,
There's poison in her kiss
By: J.N.R Dutton
A poem for Jesus
I believe in YOU
You are LOVE,Grace,and GOD.
Your Father is GOD.
You are my maker!
You have determined me,
TO BE.
I have my life,
i can lay it down,
and I can take it up again.
I can lose it all for a friend.
Beauty is skin deep.
Love must be within.
I am a jolly fellow.
“Beauty is skin deep...” – hmm...I guess
at times it is thus; but I have met beauty
seeming, through and through – and have
met beauty that was clearly skinless~a spirit
radiating, outshining all exterior gloss! So,
what is beauty? Keats thought it truth. I think,
it is just Beauty...needing no other definition
beyond its presence~that is all....
I perceive in another
A true soul brother
As Mirror on the shelf
Reflecting true self;
If someone I despise
I fail in my surmise
What mirrors reflect
I must openly respect.
Any maxim is cheap-
Beauty is skin deep!
Not periphery or hide,
True brother is inside.
Tribute to one flower
Is insult to the Grower,
Embellishing dolour
BY myriad of a colour.
Would I then to judge
By colour of smudge-
Or to balance on scales
The tint of his scales?!