You could never be equated to the sum of any circumstance
You were never seen by any one who stayed a thousand years beyond one glance
Or for that matter anyone who occupied time that was any less
You were never a beautiful smile in a form fitting dress
I never saw you as the women weeping next to the pond under the tree with frozen lifeless leaves
You could never amount to the expectations of freedom homologous to the sunlight in the breeze
Because you are not you
You are beauty besieged to the earth and the lost inhabitants
Who cant see that you are beauty trapped in a derelict body trying to reflect remnants of the enchantress
Your physical body will never portray the beauty within
You have blessed the earth with a thousand births in sequence
Your body has not matched your exorbitant beauty yet
So forget that i will never know all of your beauty
But it is a point i am trying to get
Copyright © 2007 Domonique Murdock
4 comments:
wow, Nique...
this poem touches me deeply.
thanks for writing it and thanks for sharing it.
you are lovely!
sweet or rather, soo-weet! Meaning that your pen is savage yet you handle it sweetly. Great contrast in this piece.
Oh my, beautiful verses...and the picture speaks a thousand words
blessings... i love the gibran quote and poem. your blog is a wonderful new discovery. i found you through ms. urban butterfly. i wanted to let you know that my book is only available online right now. you can order it through amazon.com, borders.com, barnesandnoble.com, target.com, or booksamillion.com. best wishes. happy holidays. i will be back to visit your page more. peace, ananda
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