The Putunua Paradox

In public, you profess your faith with ease,

But privately, your scornful words reveal,

It's your duplicity, or a mask to please,

Your heart, distant from the truth, it conceals.

Would you prefer to be a wilted bloom

Or a petunias that attracts the papillons?

Obscure feelings may injure you; set a plan

To reshape your passion and visions.

The beauty that you wear is of no worth

To me; review your inner ambitions.

Mere beauty is not; your attributes will go forth

To plead your lawsuit, and take this huge leap

That which you gaze at day to day is an illusion,

And too deep; amazing, you are an alien.

© Poet Affaq