Beauty, by definition, is something which is an outstanding example of its kind. Beauty is characterised by a stunning quality, something that's eyecatching, something that actually catches you in your step and, for a moment, it takes your breath away.
Beauty can be male, it can be female.
Beauty can be an object, it can be air, weather.
Beauty can be found in everything, depending on one's perspective.
To me, beauty is defined by something contorted. Anything devoid of perfection, perhaps utterly entirely.
Beauty to me, is going outside and seeing the fresh dew in the morning as it glistens as though it was a droplet of silver in the dull morning light.
The fresh ice as it gradually consumes a loch or the freezing mist that whisps through the valley.
The last glimpse of light at night and the first glimpse of darkness.
How many stars there are and the wondering.
Intellect and poetry.
The human mind, psychotic, poetic, romantic, seductive, emotional, depressed, enraged... Emotion in itself and characteristics.
Life isn't necessarily beautiful, but the gifts it gives certainly are.
Love is beautiful, but pain is beautiful too.
Beauty can be male, it can be female.
Beauty can be an object, it can be air, weather.
Beauty can be found in everything, depending on one's perspective.
To me, beauty is defined by something contorted. Anything devoid of perfection, perhaps utterly entirely.
Beauty to me, is going outside and seeing the fresh dew in the morning as it glistens as though it was a droplet of silver in the dull morning light.
The fresh ice as it gradually consumes a loch or the freezing mist that whisps through the valley.
The last glimpse of light at night and the first glimpse of darkness.
How many stars there are and the wondering.
Intellect and poetry.
The human mind, psychotic, poetic, romantic, seductive, emotional, depressed, enraged... Emotion in itself and characteristics.
Life isn't necessarily beautiful, but the gifts it gives certainly are.
Love is beautiful, but pain is beautiful too.
