PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I want to make things beautiful

because I feel that I am not.

I want to write you a letter

I want to sing you a song

I want to feel a peace in me

Ive needed you so long.





I want to keep you beautiful

And you think that you are not.

Not money, nor gold, or diamond holds a flame,

In my eyes i see perfection

I only wish you saw the same.







Venus, she holds a rhythm

somewhere behind fiery eyes

A playful prism of colorful bliss

My soul for sale for just a kiss.







Suspend this moment and look through mine

See the beauty that can be made,

only by those divine.