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So I jotted this down quickly a couple weeks ago!. I wanted to make something out of it, but then I got side tracked, and now writer's block is a *****!. So I'd love some sort of direction!. Should I got the beauty route, or the human route!. Hmmm!. Thanks
No matter what, we are people!. We all feel, we all have our own masked reality!. But we are human!. In the most beautiful aspects of life there is pain!. We feel what we can and prevail!. That is what life is; beauty through the pain!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
oooh my fingers are itching to finish it for you! keep playing onthe beauty through pain and what that means!. that's what i want to do so badly! would you mind if i tried to complete it!? i will never post it on more than this answer and i will never call it my own!
pleeeeeease add more details and tell me if i can i am dying!
thank you! i will finish it soon :D
No matter what,
we are people!.
We all feel,
we all have our own
masked reality!.
But we are human!.
In the most beautiful aspects
of life
there is pain!.
We feel what we can
and prevail!.
That is what life is;
beauty through the pain!.
True living may be found
when one smiles
through bitter tears!.
True celebration of life
is soft laughter of remembrance
at a funeral!.
Joy, too, is rippled
with sores and wounds!.
Many laughs
are at the expense
of others!.
Many a child's plaything
was made by the aching fingers
of yet another child!.
Every winner needs
a loser!.
But the truth
of the matter is,
everyone
in this magnificnt world
feels better
after they cry!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Here you go!.
W are all people masked in our own reality
Slaves to our own demands of what the world wants us to be
We decorate our faces and reconstruct our personalities all the way through
We ignore our conscience and say it only matters what they think of you
Our desires are pretended because we don’t know who we are
All this make believe, you could have become a star!.
But we are only human caught in our own sunshine or rain
That’s part of what life is… beauty through the pain
This poem, made it about loosing your own identity and becoming what everyone else wants you to be!. I used your words in it!. Have fun!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
You don't understand what you wrote because its a jumble of ideas that don't connect!. In English language it's called rambling!.!.!.!.!.!.practice writing more!.!.!.writing is telling a story or expressing your self in logical order!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com