Poetry

Wednesday, 1 May 2024

The other side of beauty

 The other side of beauty is the pain

You can feel it everytime it rains

You can try and walk away 

But you'll come back again

Because the otherside of beauty is pain


Yes you better do your duty to beauty

You better do the same for your pain

If you don't know you have a cutie

That you've stolen all the booty

Then look again

 the otherside of beauty is pain


There is a wrong to every right

There is a fragility to might

There's a shadow to every light

And a dawn to every night

A wrong to every right

The other side of beauty is the pain


The other side of beauty is the pain

There once was this guy Narcissus 

Women said "I wish he would kiss us"

But the kisses he gave they were all in vain

For the other side of beauty is the pain


Nothing on his lips could he feel

No love to him seemed not so real

Just to prove love did exist

His own reflection he did kiss

And so he turned the wheel once again

For the other side of beauty is the pain


The otherside of beauty is the pain

And Mona Lisa stands in her picture frame

You can see her smile it is a little strained

For the love she'd known had passed

Now only love's brush strokes last

For the other side of beauty is the pain


Yes in each smile, in each love that laughs

There's a beauty that must fade 

Like photographs

And when they say you're made

It's enough to draw the shade

For the other side of beauty is the pain


Two lovers they took a walk through a field

When one said to the other let's and  take a meal

They picked flowers and grass

And oh how sweetly the hours did pass

But the other side of beauty is the pain


For he had to join the foreign legion

For that was the custom of the region

And so their love did pass,

Just like sand through the hourglass

For the other side of beauty,

the other side of beauty,

The other side of beauty is the pain


The other side of beauty is the pain

Everytime you love another

It's something you must discover

That hidden behind every doorway of the mind

The two faced Janus is the same

Yes the other side of beauty is the pain


If you look inside of Eden's doors

It's there for all rich or poor

The beauty is the winner

But pain's the cold dinner

The other side of beauty is the pain. 


The tree of Good and evil

Like Robin hood and the devil

Ever since the love was forgotten

The soft fig fruit had turned rotten

And the apple fell from the bough

And it's still falling now just like a sacred cow

For the otherside of beauty is the pain


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