Beauty is only skin deep. I think what's really important is finding a balance of mind, body and spirit.
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Sonnet: Beauty
The flesh gets beauty, when draped by its skin;
The soul loses beauty, when filled by sin;
The beauty of things is seen when revealed;
The beauty of unseen things is concealed.
Woman! Thy beauty is in concealment;
Nature, thy beauty is the Firmament;
O Man! Thy beauty is by revealing;
Heart, Thy beauty is in deep feeling.
The Grace of God is the dress of the soul!
The Stars, Sun and Moon- the dress of the ‘bowl’! ’
Just as how skin protects the body’s flesh,
Good deeds make a soul beautiful and fresh.
Doing good in life is most important;
Avoiding harm is more significant.
3-1-2000
poem by John Celes
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Inside Beauty
It's not in the mirror
Or on the outside
For you to see
It's in the inside and
It's visible for all to see
It doesn't matter,
How pretty you are
Because inside beauty
Is only skin deep
It's beneath layers
Of skin muscle and bone
It stands alone
It's all you need
Not name brand clothes
The inside makes you
Yeah it's true
The heart, lungs, and brain
Are all inside of you
There are other important parts too
When the body begins to age
It isn't just
Looks that fade
A body begins to wrinkle
It looks different to people
Inside beauty never fades
If it changes with age
It gets better with time
Like a fine wine or like
A valuable painting's worth
There's nothing like it
On the planet earth
poem by Tameeka Smith
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My Beauty
There’s are days when you just wanna feel like a beauty in everyone’s eyes. But there’s always a butt head to make you feel less then you are I believe if you think or know you are then you are. It’s only what you make of it. There are times when I don’t feel beauty at but I think of what I always told myself. “My beauty is not just a pretty face. The beauty I have is a brand new sent of peace. My beauty is lovely peace sense of laughing out loud. My beauty is like an oak wooden chair that my daddyand I love to sit and think in. My beauty is a graceful smile I give her everyday.
My beauty I have is a great sense of style that I have to show the world. My beauty is my fragrant smell of lavender on my skin and hair. Beauty that I want is a 5 star hotel that someday I will stay in when I’m famous. Beauty is my toned color of the skin on my body. My beauty slowly surely of love i feel for you.
Beauty is my sleek smooth skin of my true beauty is deep within me. Now I know the sign of beauty I was bless with.
poem by Evevona Plummer
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I certainly believe that being in contact with one's spirit and nurturing one's spirit is as important as nurturing one's body and mind. We are three dimensional beings: body, mind, spirit.
quote by Laurence Fishburne
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Opaque
It mkaes no difference when it's fun
Senses shot away who gives a damn
Who I am
I'm opaque
Left to stand out in the crowd
Insecurities come flooding in, the hooks are in
But I'm OK
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
Turning frequencies inside
Find the perfect place to be alive, finalize
I'm opaque
Substitute the way you feel
Open up your mind run different modes
Break colour codes
On my way
(Chorus)
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
Drawing circles on a twisted mouth that frowns again today...
We're finding pleasure in a life so short, but that's OK
Lift the world right out from me
Break the cable find the everglow
You never know
I'm opaque
(repeat chorus X3)
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
song performed by by Feeder
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Explorations: XXXI
Skin morphs into
A vulnerable leaf
In the face of passion
And paralyzing fever
Skin feels a textured
Piece of unique art
Tempting one to touch
When just bathed
There's no difference
Between the landscape
And the skin when
Both are fresh
Skin,
Potent communicator
Of the subtle body language
Ah, the skin!
The treasure
Skin hides like
The deep ocean blue
What's skin deep?
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Beauty
Countless are beauties
To suit every taste
One Venus, one goddess
And many an angel
Seen, vied and gloated at
But! Lo! What is beauty?
For one fair skin is lovely
to another, black is bounty
But blonde is gorgeous for many
Lively smile, lotus eyes, long legs
Or total comely structure!
Ah! What is beauty? Where is beauty?
Theories were floated! Thoughts purveyed!
Frustrated hearts even wailed
That beauty is nothing but skin deep
Descriptions fail! Debates prove futile
Nor any norms dare narrate!
Every epicurean tumbles in vain
Where lies the real beauty
In embellished body or
In an unblemished mind
Why in Theresa’s gentle amble
Dazzles a beautiful guardian angel?
How the bare-mouthed Mahatma
By one pure smile of his
Geared millions
To bare their lives
For their mother land
Discern and discover my friends
Beauty mundane! Beauty divine?
Beauty haughty! Beauty holy?
Learn seeing through earthly bodies
Deep into the intrinsic
Where you find beauty authentic
All that stares at you
Is just cosmetic!
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Thoughts Deeds Life Lived Values
who are we
what have we
life become
if still beautiful
both in and out
of our seal skin
beauty is skin deep
or beauty is deep skin
penetrates to heart
of matter we are
thoughts deeds
life lived values
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I learned again that the mind-body-spirit connection has to be in balance.
quote by Wynonna Judd
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The Real Beauty
Everyone seems so intent on beauty,
but beauty is only skin-deep.
It is what lies beneath the beauty
that everyone, should be looking for.
The real beauty everyone wants to attain
should always come from within
and not the complexion of their skin.
13 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Sonnet- Mind Is Prime
Let Mind not wander in a dreamy way,
And lose control over its sense-organs;
Sound mind will always have the final say;
The lazy one can make a man a dunce.
Important is the Psyche of earthlings,
Most diseases are psychosomatic;
And Psychedelics are mood changing things,
A mind thats ill can make the body sick.
To train the mind is what we ought to do;
The Lunatic is unsound of his mind;
Emotions are a facet of mind too,
His mind's control, the Yogi tries to find.
Happy's the man with mind and body sound;
His soul and spirit, heavenwards gets bound.
poem by John Celes
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Disappointment
last night a rape of
disappointment ravaged me
its ugly hands invaded my
body and spirit
leaving scars on the tender
and fair skin of my conscience
i curled into a ball of pain
nursing bleeding lips
and acidic skin
tears trickling down the closed eyes
dissolved into the smears
of hymen- blood and semen
dotting the sheets…
from expectation to
disappointment to
sorrow is the trajectory,
spoke the buddha’s voice
so far lying buried deep within
not attempting to dry my tears
but allowing them to cleanse
my body and spirit…
31dec2009
04.05hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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What is Beauty
They say beauty is only skin deep
That the real beauty is within
Is that true?
Because in this world all they do is judge you by your beauty
how dark your skin is
and how light your eyes are
This is why I cry at night
I cry for exception
I cry for love
I cry for a family who will understand what I am talking about
What people have to understand is
that beauty is a privelege
because in one moment it can be taken away
Now how will you be judged?
poem by Writer Trainee
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The hot hot sun
The hot hot sun
bakes
my skin skin skin
irksome infants
make
a din din din
could get under
my skin skin skin.
No
take a breath
a deep belly breath
let your diaphragm do the work
vorsprung durch inhallation
the oxygen bubbles into my blood
the heat touches my
bones
my mind absorbs those mutual benefits
slows, calms, immersed a gentle euphoria
and the warmth of the breeze embraces
I feel the joy joy joy
of the sun sun sun
on my skin skin skin
on this hot hot day!
poem by Robin Pratt
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What’s the Use of…?
What’s the use of immense beauty
When beauty isn’t even skin-deep?
What’s the use of one’s intellect
When from vices, you cannot keep?
What’s the use of a newer dress
When moths have made their ugly holes?
What’s the use of your earthly life
When goes amiss your heaven’s goal?
What’s the use of amassing wealth
When there’s no peace and love at home?
What’s the use of your body’s skin
When in winter, you can’t keep warm?
What’s the use of knowledge profound
When good character, it can’t mould?
What’s the use of siblings many
When hatred grows while all grow old?
What’s the use of achievements tall
When love you cannot your neighbor?
What’s the use of medals, trophies,
When heart and mind can’t be kept pure?
What’s the use of reaching the moor
When wearied by walk in hot sun?
What’s the use of discoveries
When Nature’s furies stay with man?
What’s the use of science and research
When you can’t move closer to God?
What’s the use of God’s endless love
When you can’t reach Maker’s Abode?
poem by John Celes
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Like The Sun
In light of my present mess
In light of my mental weathers turn
In light of all the crash and burn
Ill open my mind as wide as ever
The line behind the lesson
Soul in the open well
It might have been fate
It might have been fortune
It might have been wine and a mellow head
Im finding my way
Finding the words
One body breaking
Someone come and rise up
Rise like the sun
Youll find the world
Somebody save me
Someone come and rise up
Rise up and hold me now
I know that at times life kinda hurts
I know that I will live and learn
So more than survive
I will endeavour
The mind behind the message
Alone on an ocean swell
It might have been great
It might have gorgeous
It might have been why Ive settled in
Im finding my way
Finding the words
One body breaking
Someone come and rise up
Rise like the sun
Youll find the world
Somebody save me
Someone come and rise up
Rise and show
A helpless man
A held out hand
Defining images
That flow through my hope
Surrender the broken moments
And pointing fingers
The closing of open minds
I might have been delayed
I might have been delirious
I might have been otherwise
Taking hammer blows
Like an animal
For others
So heavy was my way
Im finding my way
Finding the words
One body breaking
Someone come and rise up
Rise like the sun
Youll find the world
Somebody save me
Someone come and rise up
Im finding my way
Im finding my words
Im one body breaking
Someone come and rise up
Rise like the sun
Youll find the world
Somebody save me
Someone come and rise up
Rise and show
Show us
Something
song performed by by I Mother Earth
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Things To Be Balanced
Balance my heart between fast and slow beating rate,
Balance my wealth between the pauper and the rich state,
Balance my food between malnourished and overeating,
Balance my thought between weird and super serene.
Balance the car tyres to get aligned,
Balance the budget without any deficit,
Balance the love for the work and the family,
Balance the time between the recreations and duties.
Lord, Balance my posture of attitude at the altitude,
Balance my temperamental words when in multitude,
Balance the balance of deeds, on the judgment day,
by adding some good deeds or removing something bad.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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My Perfect Beauty
Beauty, real beauty is beneath the skin
With the love that is shown and freely given
Given to a lover, also humanity
A heart offered without any charge
For all those whose heart is crippled with grief
Joy and happiness shown to all humankind
By the soul which embraces life
Even an odd tear that slips out with emotion
At others losses and despair
Character with unswerving morals
Which respects, even those with none
Most importantly compassion
To the broken and weary souls
This, is the beauty I sought
Not the outer, unblemished skin
Nor the golden locks that flow like rivers
Sylph like figures did not figure in the equation
Finding my beauty, I am never letting her go
poem by Gordon D Wilkinson
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Tattoos
The faint sound of the tattoo needle dipped in ink
Is rising the anticipation with every single blink
In my mind I celebrate the finished works of art
A great piece of self declaration born in my heart
Every tattoo has a beginning story and an inspiration
A carefully selected self expression and liberation
The subtle pain is a sacrifice in the name of creativity
Forever embedded in my skin as a treasured exclusivity
I crave the puncturing cuts that mark my body and mind
The whispering of the needle and the sting it leaves behind
I marvel at the beauty and detail of all styles and designs
But mostly I long to trace with my finger all of your lines
I admire the beauty of the marks on your tanned skin
A sight that inspires admiration from deep down within
What could be more exciting than touching your tattoos
Mingle them with mine illuminating all colors and blues
The large tribal designs on your skin end on your sleeve
And it is your business suit and demeanor that strongly deceive
What you do not display in the open I still know that it is there
And it feels exhilarating just like a private undisclosed affair
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Rainbow...
Dark Cloud hanging the rainbow
Sightless the beauty of its speckled colours
Stunning yet so poignant
Through the heart of my soul
Filled with glum of thwarted dreams
Finding a way to crawl
Out of my own skin
Is someone out there
Could hear my plight
That masked deep inside
Ready to ignite
Black Rainbow looming ….
Black Rainbow dangling ….
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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