Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The Deceptive Thee

The beauty in thy eyes,
is it truthful or full of lies,
which in itself encompasses the beauty of the world,
and maketh the world outside it look totally absurd.

The sweetness of thy sound,
doth it inflict or heal a wound,
which hath enthralled every swain,
and hath maketh them go insane.

The greatness of thy thought,
doth it improve anything or naught,
which maketh men ponder,
and prevents opportunities from being squander'd.

The glow of thy face,
is it artificial or youth's grace,
which hath been used as a lure,
to maketh men a dour.

The touch of thy skin,
is it pure or full of sin,
which cannot be hidden by any attire,
and which hath maketh men a slave to every base desire.

The lustre of thy smile,
is it eternal or just for a while,
which from their miseries helps men to flee,
and which maketh everyone dance with glee.

The innocence of thee,
is it clumsy or is it twee,
which in nature is incorruptible,
proof of which hath been given by a sibyl.

Oh divine, for the goodness's sake,
speaketh whether thou art real or art fake,
for, the persona of thee is so deceptive,
which can maketh any man corruptive.

~Caritas, Lux et Varitas;
The Unknown Poet.
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