August 18, 2017 By BeautyBeyondWords in Momentum Tags: art, believe, bloggers, blogto, bodies, books, broken, dream, emotions, fire, flowers, forever, hate, heart, her, hope, life, literature, love, lovers, nature, pain, photography, poems, poetry, poets, power, publishers, relationships, soul, souls, stars, Toronto, truth, women, woods, words, world, writers
The most fragile part of our body is what we cannot see but we can feel. Our soul lost in the tangles of love where the urge to devour their love is moons away. Where their scent lingers but cannot feel. When their skin exposed willing to touch but you cannot feel. Souls lost in two worlds that stand clear in front of you, but your will is lost in a forbidden dance of what is real and what your mind desires.-bbw
“She’s the language of love,
an open flower in her garden of grace,
She brightened the sky with her luminous colours and calming demeanour,
she’s the langauge of love,
a beauty that brightens any dark sky.-bbw”
Even at her worst he loves her. Her darkness is his happiness. Her sadness is his weakness. Imperfect yet beautiful is what he only saw looking at her. Her smile was the universe telling him he won. He found her. He found the girl he could finally drown himself inside of. Love and imperfections, that was the key to life. -bbw
We fight with ourselves everyday, hoping to find a balance. We fight our inner demons to walk the right path. Our hearts ache with depression, our minds broken with sorrows. Caught between two worlds marking our own. – Beauty Beyond Words
“Take my hand, let me show you the world, the beauty that coloured my life. Give me a chance to show you darkness is beautiful in the light”.-bbw
Do you ever feel tired from living? I do.
When every thought that crosses your mind becomes a “what if”.
That hopeless moment when the waves are crashing over your head unable to breathe.
The eyes that cast shadows over your soul, making you weak.
The darkness overwhelms your life, every turning point becoming a broken road,
Scattered shards of broken glass,
A hopeless heart mangled with broken words,
But the feeling of hope, a simple word with so much passion,
fighting for the life that the future holds.-bbw
She gave up on the world, refused to become a part of what it was creating. She followed her dreams, she conquered her mind and gave herself a pair of new eyes and followed her soul. She tossed everything that money had given her and bared herself a new face as she walked on broken paths and fallen leaves as she hung her heart on the highest tree for the sun to soak where no one could reach and break it as much as the world did on its own.