
Tuned in to find beauty
in all the discarded lines
in all the perceived ugliness
All because she taught me that
‘Everything that is true is beautiful’
Manic fluency finds its expression
in the apparent rigidity of my words
Free-flowing exuberance gets lost
in the carefully chosen words
The movement of her unapologetic self
demonstrates all I seem to lack
’Never look away’ she said
and I pass it on as hearsay
forgetting the vital lesson
of imbibing every synonym
of the thing very thing they call ugly
I break the structure to look
outside
I break the circle to look
outside time
I find her there no longer waiting but
satisfied in her own world
So I find my self for the first time but
holding answers to questions unformed
The long walks become riddled with
all the unknown till it becomes known
and the long walk becomes an infinite
long day’s journey into the beauty or
the ugliness of my now meaningful
descent into an infinite night
—-
Painting by Egon Schiele
enjoyed the post Rahul!
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Glad you did!
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This is just stunning, Rahul. Your words always have a way of touching one’s heart. Well done, my friend 🖤🤗
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So glad you liked it!
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Infinite ♾ beauty in your words! Lovely 🥰
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Thank you Elaenor!
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good poem
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Thank you!
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Phenomenal poetry! Manic fluency.. Could find many wonderful phrases here. You’re a legend!
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Thank you so much. Glad you liked it!
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This is really so beautiful.
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Glad you found it so!
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I really enjoyed reading your writing😊
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