Syringe Of Beauty Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

ejected
from into the
syringe of beauty
naked
I found myself surrounded
by woods, trees stand-alone
burning smokes and
pyres
snake rattling
heads of
desire
roses and balsamic
scents
odor mellow
gentle steams
massaging
eyes dazzled;
the fountains of waters
burst into colors
printed on each spout
a philosophical direction
a hundred emotions
for beauty is
beauty is
beauty
and warms the heart's
ailing
fear:
heavens that smile
with mild suns
where stress and
stressing
melt:
into the warmth of beauty...
into the warmth of new beauty...
woods, trees stand-alone
burning smokes and
pyres
snake rattling
heads of
desire
roses and balsamic
scents
odour mellow
gentle steams
massaging
eyes dazzled beauty has swindled
all her peers
now
today
for
for beauty is
beauty is
beauty
and warms the heart's
ailing