𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 | short stories

𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 (ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕪)

Hey Everyone :D
It's been such a long time! I haven't updated much and came to realise that some of my previous stories suck xD I will edit soon and in the meantime I hope you enjoy these poems/stories that I hope to release on a more regular basis :) P.S this is a free verse poem because my brain can't handle rhyming rn-
Peace!
Valentina

What is beauty?

A dove of pure white wings,
A symbol of simple peace?

Or is it an angel's soft caress,
Its care of infinite duress?

Could it be something warm,
Like the relaxing blanket of silence?

Or might it be any artful word,
Spoken to make you swoon?

Beauty is no set object,
nor any decided emotion or scripted words,
not expectations or stereotypes,
and its definition varies in everyone's sight.

The question now is,
what is beauty for me?

Beauty defines not its owner,
nor those who lack it,
for in truth all possess it,
either in secret or in shining light

Beauty pulsates in the depths of our world,
like a living and beating heart,
it is the staff of unaltered kindness,
a tool wielded only by the truly faithful.

Beauty is a jaguar mid leap,
made to to strike and show no mercy,
It can also be glittering spring blossoms waving in the summer wind
astounding and free of deceit.

Beauty haunts us in our dreams,
As the bane of our endless pain,
As a motif of our worst moments,
Reminder of our failures.

And Beauty is present at all events,
the core of all infinitive stars in the universe
Beauty can be pain or love
its touch soft or deadly.

Now
The question of current is,
What is beauty for you?

Remember to vote and comment if you enjoyed! :) - Valentina