Beauty World Poems

Just two ways to go

Pray, what use vouching witless words so vain?
For men to trail, only two trails seem sane: 
Youthful beauty’s well-bestowed a bosom,
Retire or else to woods,

Books And Readers Are Beautiful

I find in today's world,
books and readers are missing.
Where have the readers gone?
Why are books so unattractive?
Could it be the style of writing or even

The Colorful World of God's Creation

O God, what can I say about your Creation?
I'm mesmerized and dazzled on nature's beauty,
As I know, everything comes on You, as You are the

Dispensations of Grace

Hard considerations for the future of mankind 
The bard sings commiserations as he looks for what he cannot find
A shard of intimidations hurled toward the

Black joy vs the world

They hate us not because we’re bad but because we are everything they cannot be
Because while they stew in their own misery
Formed from their own

THE PURSUIT OF WEALTH

It is perfectly fine
to chase wealth
to build a life of gold
and a career that sparkles in the sun.

But it is not fine to forget
what it

GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY

above
skies come alive
heavenly angels watching
do not blink ~ comets flying by
magical days and nights

The World

MY MESSAGE TO THE WORLD

We are all poems in motion
our beauty shaped by the choices we make
the words we speak
the paths we take.

So let’s write something beautiful.
Let’s choose peace

The theater at the end of the world

The red curtains lift and the day begins  
The sun steps up, introducing herself 
Most of us don’t dare to look at her directly

Myself and I, let the world collide

Learned a million language
Read millions of books
To learn how to live and think
Only to discover the actual way
Which is following my heart 

Intuition never lied

The outside world sickens you, suffocates you to dissolution under your skin

The outside world sickens you, suffocates you to dissolution under your skin,
Home seems too far, the universe too thin, reality - a heavy burden,
You implore

Once Upon a Time, in the Real World

Aurora wakes at 6:30 a.m.—
not to birdsong,
but to the wail of toddlers
and the ache in her knees
from sleeping on the side
that keeps her back from

Of All the Sights I've Seen

     I’ve traveled the world by air and by sea
        Seen what many aren’t

A Crimson Sky

Oh how I wish I could buy,
the huge beautiful sky.
By day with bright white and blue so high,
and the sunny sun makes me want to