The Most Beautiful View Poem by James Darwin Smith II

The Most Beautiful View



Enduring heart confide
Everything stays here
This world cannot contrive
Truths of the matter
Pertaining to emotions
Broken by toxic issues



So much to endure
Cloudy horizons everywhere
When there is nowhere left to turn
I will always be right there
By your side
Suffering if need be
All in the name of love and devotion



What kind of love?
Well that for which feels comfortable
Devote towards anything sacred
Feeling deeply within
In this very moment of solitude
Thinking of you



All this pain
Suffrage in deep
Feeling everything
Never, do you deserve any of it
Your tears of sadness no longer have to be alone
I put them inside my own heart
As I try with its every beat
To make them tears of joy, for you



Confide, beautiful
May that heartbeat
Light the golden aura of your soul
Making everything wonderful
As I battle onward with everything
To assure everything will always be comfortable
No more suffering for you



This heart's endurance will always stay strong
No matter what pain it may catch
The world may see you in the wrong
But here I am
Always seeing the righteous nature
Of whom you truly are as a whole, all in plain view



I have no agenda
Please, understand this to be true



All I want is to see, is you happy
Even if that sadness has to go somewhere
As I would sacrifice myself
In the sorrow you will leave behind
Collecting all of the loneliness
That I have always been used to, anyway



Cleanse all negativity
Upon this sacrifice
All will be better
This I give my promise to you



Smile, all will be better in the end
I know what all you have been through
Now relax, all your dreams shall finally come true



From the start
I only saw within you
Inside where no one really knew
The depths where you truly came from
The most beautiful view

Saturday, February 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,love,sacrifice
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Written on 2/18/17
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