Glistening eyes, that held generosity;
Black shiny locks, made to show his beauty.
A voice, like one's favorite lullaby,
His personality was golden.
He's talented, a singer to be exact,
But not one who brags-
His voice wasn't made for bragging,
It was made for entertaining others.
His style was elegant like his voice-
Nothing too flashy, to show off;
Or to criticize others about dressing,
But style to suit himself.
He looks upon people as he would to himself,
From a view of greatness.
He showed that beauty-
Was in the eyes of the beholder.
Life isn't for criticizing;
It is based on togetherness.
What's beauty if one can't compliment?
It's not made to just stare back at yourself!
Beauty is in everyone,
It just needs to be expressed-
Not judged on outer appearance;
But on the inner one.
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Emotions
PoetryI'm just a girl who feels so many emotions due to constant events in my life😖. Never exactly sure how to feel or act and be myself, self conscious of how others see me😓. Poetry is art and art works are as calming as rain. Writing gives me peace...
