Submission Name: The Beauty Of The Unknown
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Author: Ghetto_King
ASL Info: 19 m ft. lauderdale
Elite Ratio: 0.78 - 4/32/54
Words: 246
Class/Type: Poetry/What is
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The Beauty Of The Unknown
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The Beauty of the Unknown
Where depression may verse hope
Sometimes the brightest star is the hardest to see
Sometimes dreams of reason are the hardest to dream
Sometimes our closest dreams are the hardest to reach
Time passing, lives becoming iron casted, then in answers to softly speak
With so much to say yet those words lay farthest from speech
The beauty of the unknown
what would the days be like if we always knew the outcome
Would our drive be the same, would we drink from the fountain
How would each passing moment differ from each different day or night
Whys and wheres lay in insight, in time to be found
in duty of reflection, time of reciting
what would be the difference in waking up the next morning and dreaming the coming night (I like this line)
beauty of the unknown
being at a loss in moments and losing the clutches of time
Lost and alive in life's soul sound
lost in the rhythm of joy and enjoying the one your around
Drowned in experiences, drenched in memories that we scribe through one and others minds
Inside of lost time
Breaking barriers when queries collide, as
different things of whats next crosses each parties mind
Residing to common will and trying not to part at anytime with worries
lost in a battle of nervousness and butterflies for what is and what will be
The unknown of what that may be is what leaves us chilled and thrilled at once
Vines that can grow and go many different places
which could venture to hearts and grow into smiling faces
The unknown which can bloom into Daisies, Roses or Tulips
Gardenias and bluets foretelling of futures
That which can make a single kiss seem like forever, but these moments seem the fewest but by far the truest
The unknown which can turn into the known with limitless beauty
The truth of the unknown is to be fought for and not for presuming.
like a blank page to a poem that can grab the essences of beauty
Hope you don't mind, I added a bit and fixed it up a little. Tell me not to if you like, but I took the time to do it as i thoroughly enjoyed your work.
Submission Name: The Beauty Of The Unknown
