Beauty is worse than wine, it intoxicates both the holder and beholder.
quote by Aldous Huxley
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Beauty is often worse than wine; intoxicating both the holder and beholder.
quote by John Zimmerman
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Beauty
It has been said.
Beauty lies
in the eyes
of the beholder.
Might one ask.
Does beauty
in or of itself
recognize any bounds?
To voice an opinion
as to knowledge of beauty.
Must the beholder
be acclaimed expert?
In all truth.
Might an expression
of beauty be but
an affair of one's heart?
poem by Kurt Hearth
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People often say that 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder,' and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder. This empowers us to find beauty in places where others have not dared to look, including inside ourselves.
quote by Salma Hayek
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Eye of the Beholder
You say...
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Well,
I'll put it to you this way...
Sometimes I'm not in the best of moods!
And my attitude can be crude and uncool.
I appreciate all your compliments...
Of which you say I've earned.
But I can 'be-holding' some ugliness,
You have yet to see.
And all the beauty in your eye,
Of what you might be beholding
Might be unfolding onto another scene...
Once you've seen me at my worse.
Especially being obnoxious,
Unapproachable and very mean!
That part of me,
Neither one of your eyes have ever seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beauty Of Eternal Truth!
Beauty radiated from eternal
Truth,
reflected in beholder's eyes,
Beholder's eyes are eyes of
eternal,
Empyreal looking at corporeal beauty,
Through mortal eyes,
Creator appreciating His creation
through,
Another creation,
Without which beauty has no admirer!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Det Er Mig Der Holder Trerne Sammen
Det er mig
Der holder trerne sammen
Det er mit sind
Der holder byen tget
Det er mig
Der flyder koldt p bunden af en
Det er mig
Der holder fuglehjerterne igang
Det er mine skridt
Der holder dig gende
Det er mine fald
Nr bilerne koliderer
Det er mig
Under dkkene
Det' min dirren
Der sitrer i koglerne, raklerne
Det er mine suk
Der drypper i parken
Det er mig
Nr vinden kysser under din frakke
song performed by by Under Byen
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Wine does not intoxicate a man -- a man intoxicates himself.
The Beauty in Us All
We all are beautiful inside,
Some just tend to think it isn’t so,
But where would all the beauty go?
We all have something interesting,
That is piercing to the soul,
So don’t doubt,
What your life is all about,
‘Cause beauty comes from the beholder's eye,
And not the accuser’s lips,
Because as it turns out,
That is what beauty’s all about,
The true beauty,
Is nothing but you.
poem by Kathryn Miller
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Beauty In You Boils Like Wine Yet You Are So Divine
You are eternal so is love
Everything is for change but not beauty of my love..
Beauty in you is admired by all
Here i'm as adorable not for all..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty is you that's true
Honey.. it's true mirror never lies you..
I never lie but can lie for you and
For your happiness can die for you..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty is sacred so are you
Beauty is priceless so in you
You are precious but not for the world
Can bet anything to make you my world
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beautiful is you not my life
Your beauty is immortal not my eyes
Oh Mine...
Your beauty is the way to heaven
Show me way to your heart which is next to seven..
Take me the way i am and
make me the way you want..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
You are my love worth to die for
You are my freedom worth to fight for..
I made my guts to compromise
Beauty in you is worth a sacrifice..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
My words can sail but are not for sale
Can sacrifice in love to make you my fairy tale..
This song of mine is only for you my sunshine
I can sing this song specially for you my divine..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
I've signed your name on each dropp of my sweat and
Will dream of you till the last day of my breath..
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine
Beauty in you boils like wine yet you are so divine..
poem by Dr Vinay Sirigere
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Beauty-Eyed
We are trapped
Beauty Eyed
in beholder's
gaze,
expectations flush
iron icons
bind us;
Do not move
or blink;
a tiny shift
and beholder's view
is at once awry;
now disappointment,
because aspect new
has changed the view;
in a strobe shot
we are all caught
in expectations light,
flicker or blink
as we must
and we ruin
beholder's dream,
and pay double price
at the bar
where Bitter Drought
drinks.
What nostrums
and remedies,
what drunk variations
from Expectations Cup
dash Hope to fiery Death
unnoticed:
Expectations yours
but unmatched by mine:
signal we two then choke
most times
in the In-Between.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Eye Of The Beholder
If beauty is in the eye
Of the beholder
Where does it leave
A blind person
In a world more beautiful
Than we can only imagine
For they have no standards
To judge beauty
Only what is in their hearts and minds
Where true beauty is found
poem by David Kush
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What is Literature? It is the entrapment of eternity in a word, a sip of wine, a mere drop that intoxicates the mind.
Said Akl in If Lebanon Were to Speak (Lubnaan in haka) (1960)
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A True Beauty
Beauty is in the eyes
of the beholder'
goes the old saying.
But true beauty
comes from within
an aura seen even
with closed eyes.
True beauty transcends
beyond physical limits
a sense of confidence
and faith in one self
True beauty is priceless
no equivalent in value
except for happiness
no money can buy
Do not ever regret
being not handsome
or beautiful in appearance
for true beauty overrules
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
Remember how in that communion only, beholding beauty with the eye of the mind, he will be enabled to bring forth, not images of beauty, but realities (for he has hold not of an image but of a reality), and bringing forth and nourishing true virtue to become the friend of God and be immortal, if mortal man may.N.B. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. See also Napoleon Bonaparte.
Skipover
Skip over
Not advisable
To reach conclusion.
In the conclusion
One may miss beauty.
Beauty lies in the eyes
Of the beholder though.
In this process
Joy pleasure sadness
Confusion awe fear
Disgust beauty and
Sublime evoked.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Thoughtless Beauty
Only thoughtless beauty
Could produce the horrid things
That make the dying worse.
You think such beauty's too perverse
To merit any worship.
Needing a certain piety
You laud the horrid things-
Less worse, you say, than beauty.
Beauty comes back harder-
seducing with variety.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
quote by Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
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A Drop
Let me take vintage from the looks,
Blue, reddish and deep dreamy,
For transient is the taste of wine,
But a dropp sipped from the eyes,
Intoxicates quality of permanence.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Death by Beauty
Beauty is the source of all things in day,
but then Death comes to take our sight away.
Beauty is the sower of love and peace,
then Death comes a knocking so it can reap.
Beauty 's in the eye of the beholder,
but Death comes when all that mess is over.
Most think that all hope has run astray,
when death makes true beauty fade away;
but I am here to tell you the truth,
that beauty will always be in you.
Beauty is such a magical thing;
It happens when the soul laughs and sings.
Death is such a horrible sight.
Death makes moods colder than dry ice.
The world can always devour
a beautiful flawless flower.
so, The price you pay for beauty's sin
is the kiss of Death upon your chin.
poem by Wesley Garrett
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