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Beauty

Bless the child,
Who believes in innocent, untarnished beauty,
Who revels in the glow that surrounds
What they believe to be a natural 
Artistic sentiment of expression

Insufficient, is what we begin with,
What we are given, is nothing,
But a seed that we must grow well
Enough to harvest and cultivate beauty

Bless the adult, 
Who foresaw this disastrous outcome,
This unnatural craving, 
for decadence upon our lives

Tinker not a machine or automation,
But your very self, to ensure
A new being as lavish as you wish
That you shall have to maintain

Bless the artist, 
Who gave into this greed,
and tinkered with themselves truly,
But who emerged more than a shadow

The beauty that makes a difference,
Remains without perfection
Ultimately, struggles with the concept

Should this beauty emerge, 
It shall be forever yours,
Undiluted and pure
But never the innocent beauty,
That a child perceives

-Poem Fanatic
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  1. AmyJuly 10, 2017 at 6:19 PM

    Wow this is so beautiful and profound <3 Thank you for sharing :)

    Amy @ A Magical World Of Words

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    1. Vedika @ Poems and PoetsJuly 11, 2017 at 9:04 AM

      Thank you so much for taking the time to let me know that Amy!

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  2. Alicia @ A Kernel of NonsenseJuly 11, 2017 at 8:33 AM

    Very lovely. I wish I was a poet, but I can never quite find the words. Are there any poets in particular who've had a great influence on your writing?

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    1. Vedika @ Poems and PoetsJuly 11, 2017 at 9:05 AM

      I've been struggling to find words this last week as well. There isn't a specific poet who influences my writing, but I usually draw inspiration from three or four images or ideas I've seen around recently.

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