THE BEAUTY OF IMPOSSIBLE
I wish there's a place somewhere;
Where the ruins are seen as treasure,
Where the shattered pieces are
embrace,
And the song of sorrow brings a smile to the face.
A place where beauty doesn't rely on the eyes;
But digs deeper upon the soul of the wise,
Where flaws are the tattoos of bravery,
And not just marks of unwanted stains we always worry.
A wonderful place where the undecipherable poetry stays;
The unwanted lyrics can be heard in different ways,
While the unfinished novels will bring light with its new chapter.
This is the place where I'll no longer care if I'm good or better,
In the eyes of the fake lambs and aggressive tigers.
This is the place where I wanted to rest my scarred heart.
From the battles I can no longer bring myself to fight.
© HoneyKegod
Where the ruins are seen as treasure,
Where the shattered pieces are
embrace,
And the song of sorrow brings a smile to the face.
A place where beauty doesn't rely on the eyes;
But digs deeper upon the soul of the wise,
Where flaws are the tattoos of bravery,
And not just marks of unwanted stains we always worry.
A wonderful place where the undecipherable poetry stays;
The unwanted lyrics can be heard in different ways,
While the unfinished novels will bring light with its new chapter.
This is the place where I'll no longer care if I'm good or better,
In the eyes of the fake lambs and aggressive tigers.
This is the place where I wanted to rest my scarred heart.
From the battles I can no longer bring myself to fight.
© HoneyKegod