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Original Poem 'Beauty' | Zohra Gilani Ft. Fallen Angel 224

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I wrote this poem with another poet on one of my poetry blogs/websites, AllPoetry, called, Fallen Angel 224. This person lives in another state, so therefore, I couldn't get the person to film with me reciting our poem together in a poem video and also, I decided not to film this poem video showing my appearance in this video which is why this poem video is a little bit different.
Lyrics:
Here I sit staring at the beauty before me,
With the beautiful eyes it stares into my very soul,
Seeing me and only, everything I am and am not,
Yet, as I look at myself in the mirror,
I can see so much clearer,
My beauty lies before me,
And yet, my beauty is so much clearer than me
Can it be?,
That what I'm looking at isn't the real me?,
I reach out and touch the mirror only to find that I pass through it,
The image started to disappear,
So I jumped through it,
Trying to catch what beauty I have left
Can it be?,
That my beauty is trying to get the best of me?, is getting the best of me?,
All this time I have been trying to find the real me, pass through my beauty,
Suddenly, I look at the missing image of me, that represents me, it is not here,
I am still lost, blinded by my beauty, blinded by all these little starred lights that steal my beauty,
I am still trying to look pass through my beauty to find the real me,
But, the beauty that lies in me has come to haunt me,
Now, I don't know the real me, I don't know what's left of me anymore,
My inner beauty has gone out the door,
Now, I have found the true real inner me,
© Zohra Gilani
Read all of my poems and learn more about me on all of my poetry websites/blogs:
or
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700 Atlanta Avenue Apt# 215
Lyrics:
Here I sit staring at the beauty before me,
With the beautiful eyes it stares into my very soul,
Seeing me and only, everything I am and am not,
Yet, as I look at myself in the mirror,
I can see so much clearer,
My beauty lies before me,
And yet, my beauty is so much clearer than me
Can it be?,
That what I'm looking at isn't the real me?,
I reach out and touch the mirror only to find that I pass through it,
The image started to disappear,
So I jumped through it,
Trying to catch what beauty I have left
Can it be?,
That my beauty is trying to get the best of me?, is getting the best of me?,
All this time I have been trying to find the real me, pass through my beauty,
Suddenly, I look at the missing image of me, that represents me, it is not here,
I am still lost, blinded by my beauty, blinded by all these little starred lights that steal my beauty,
I am still trying to look pass through my beauty to find the real me,
But, the beauty that lies in me has come to haunt me,
Now, I don't know the real me, I don't know what's left of me anymore,
My inner beauty has gone out the door,
Now, I have found the true real inner me,
© Zohra Gilani
Read all of my poems and learn more about me on all of my poetry websites/blogs:
or
SEND ME STUFF HERE:
700 Atlanta Avenue Apt# 215