Sometimes the most beautiful angels cant fly,
And beauty is really grotesqueness in disguise.
Sometimes laughter is evil's branding,
And life is only what you make it to be.
Sometime's reality seems unnatural,
And escape seems impossible.
Sometimes success is only a dream;
And happpiness is misery in sheep's clothing.
Sometimes life will never be what we hoped for,
And maybe we can only dream of better days.
Sometimes we may only see the darkness,
And sometimes we can only be who we are capable of being.
Sometimes love isn't what we ask for,
But we yearn for its youth as much as we yearn for breath.
Sometimes laughter is not what we seek,
But its enjoyment we long for, just like we long for beauty.
Sometimes the most beautified of angels cant fly,
And love is really hate in the devil's mask.
Sometimes, we can only be who we are...
That is the most difficult of tasks.
A contest entry
- All for All (im taking all poems and no rules =) )) by Erozay.
550 points, ended May 9, 2008, 38 entries
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Oh this is so powerful and full of truth hunny, just explains so much, just so amazing as always...
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like i said before
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this was so honest and beautiful, in that very sad way. Your words speak a lot of truth. I think your repetition of the angel was well put. And, my gosh, your last two lines were like the KO!! it is totally the hardest task to humanity!! We lie to ourselves too much and get lost in shuffle, so being who we truly are, is harder than it really seems. great job here!
*rianna
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thanks so much
I appreciate the comment.
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ohhh i like this one its diffrent somehow
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