Beast (Waiting For The Beauty) Poem by Yaoreiso Emkay

I'm a beast, waiting for the beauty.
A beauty with a decent courage
To tame tis my wandering rage
And unveil mine inner veiled beauty.

I walked amongst trusting souls,
Disquised and relishing on daily strolls.
Still none trills tis ston-cold heart
And none quenches all the leisure.
For what is a beast without a treasure?
Without none to protect dear to the heart.
For a beast I am, as duly-
A beauty must I serve before I cease.
Adore her, cherish her, shield her without a lease;
Never a word, but loving always and truly.