Instalasi Sastra

(February 26th 1983 / Central Java > Indonesia)

Beauty


Beauty is a heavenic boon,
Stretch in tin line between vice and virtue;
Beauty unlasting and will end soon,
Fade in time and lost its final hue.

A triumph of happiness shall we have,
If beauty conquered by love;
A sincerity to uphold and save,
Two souls ordained in love.

A default of happiness shall we have,
If passion vanquished the beauty;
A Bestial ruled and deprave,
To besmirch the throne of heaven.

Submitted: Monday, March 28, 2005
Edited: Saturday, May 01, 2010

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  • Candice Williams (3/28/2005 10:01:00 PM)

    Whom so is this in praise of beauty... or bestial... I will have to read once again^_^ amusing concept though.... (Report) Reply

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