cautiously hopeful and meaningfully confused,
Trust, an irony, a beauty constantly accused
Because life explores all fallacies it’s laid
These are the vibes that linger its said
The clincher in its certainty firmly says
In all its forms beauty is a sheer weakness
Acclimatizing life forms in neo scenery,
Love, an enigma, a beauty in clear misery
Because it’s traced in sandy bays
It’s a sad drama, the theatre plays
The clincher in its certainty firmly says
In all its forms beauty is a sheer weakness
Inclining the swing in the wind that plays
Hope, a riddle, a beauty of vagueness
Because it defines the aspiring prospect
Uncertain if the dream is what you get
The clincher in its certainty firmly says
In all its forms beauty is a sheer weakness
Thriving for tolerance in all life plane
Patience, an absurdity, a beauty of vain
Because it precisely leaves you annoyed
Fastening up life that is liberally made
The clincher in its certainty firmly says
In all its forms beauty is a sheer weakness
Abiding by rules trying to keep it safe
Discipline, a puzzle, a beauty in dark cape
Because it’s for the weak, the morale made
To the riotous it’s a petty, even creators said
The clincher in its certainty firmly says
In all its forms beauty is a sheer weakness