Uncoloured
Untailored
Unzipped
Untied
Unmasked
Untangled
I am unidentified, for no-one can claim to know the depth of my well.
I am no coloured frame of happiness.
I am no tailored garment.
I am not a zipped up pants
I am not a perfectly tied up ponytail.
I am masked with flaws yes.
I am untangling myself from a deeper web.
I am too uncoloured to fit.
Categories:
untailored, confusion,
Form: Lyric
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Beacon of liberty stunningly original
Integrity unbending
…. genuinely formidable
Courageousness clamoring and Brave
Poised intricately…
to protect and save
Untailored impetuous spirit thrives
Inside hiding Many…
burdened lives
Never forgiving nor merciful to sin
Always a fair trial
…. before judgment comes in
Cantering an unstoppable Flawlessness
Altruistic in setting
…. faithful lawfulness
Do not bequeath your liberties ashore
Impenetrable stone…
stands forever more
Marvel your life story to the world once or thrice
Generations of healers…
Mentor’s heed advice
stand tall in your truth…never back down
justice is blind…
…yet it always sleeps sound~
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Categories:
untailored, inspirational, introspection, life, philosophy,
Form: Verse