Beauty From Far Poem by VUSI CHRIS VENUS MALALA

A rose so beautiful as observed from a far distance
And beneath is the stream that watered
and nurtured the rose to mature to whole.
Bright Red with the tears of blood
and dark Red with sweats of blood.
Pain is painted in the eyes
and sorrow that is read from the lies told in pretence in the presence of peers

The footsteps I heard behind me are those that left the prints
infront of me
The voice that whispered in my ear was the one
that had been shouting my name in the dark
I am ahead of my leaders

My destiny is marked by my visions and dreams
The images that I am gazing now are my yesterday's imaginations
But wait... Something is coming! ! !
Someone stands before me in a glowing gown and say ' What can I do for you'...
Shhhhh... He said ' I know what you want'

I heard him but never saw him
He touched me but I couldn't hold him
And again he asked ' are you ok? '
I said no but he said 'yes you are now'

Slowly he went back to the dark and light came to me
I thought he left me but he kept telling me what to do
I didn't listen to him
I kept moving at a greater pace but he caught up with me
and said ' you can't run away from your shadow'

Then someone told me of his experiences and that's when I
realized that trapped myself in a rotating cube
But as it is said ' the only way out is the only way through'
And so with victory I made it out of myself
Learnt to swallow my pride, and now I walk with pieces of joy
and peace joined to my life