Caliber

Somber words, elusive, elucidate tempered
Syndical urgencies, gnarled, arising rarified
Cubical euphorias, blatantly swathed by silks of
Lustrous elocutions, flashin’ trypophobic glints.
Severities inculcating deified exuberances inside
Throes harnessed in remediable dogmas within
Discrepant oddities wearily knocking on worths.


Biggest Liar

To say your face is beautiful
Or to say your soul is breathtaking
Isn’t sufficient enough;
These words that describe beauty
Lack the ability to portray
Just how beautiful
I think you to be.

But I will never say
Your face is more beautiful than nature
Or that
Your soul is more breathtaking than the cosmos
Because I’d be lying.

But I’m the biggest liar I know.

-Sabs-