Beauty has a price!
The many minds and eyes it steals from;
A boisterous bilk unspoken of
That made fortune of
those that seek her to shine
A bond which can keep you
slave as your end is nigh
The attachments so perilous
For Beauty flees when needed most!
If and when we would decide to read poetry or a piece of discerning article a day, our world is, then headed for a change. No magic potion whatsoever: if there were, politicians would have used it a long time ago. Our mind is all that we have; the only exception to tricks of all corners and angles. Enjoy the luxury and peace of poetry...
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