The song ‘Beautiful’ (2002) by Christina Aguilera inspired me to write this poem. Like all my music-inspired poems, I suggest playing the song{which I have embedded below for your convenience} as you read; it truly elevates the experience!
Beautiful – poem by Ruelha
I don't want to go out into the world Inside my blanket, I want to lay curled And hide myself In loneliness to dwell I fear nobody will accept me When I look into the mirror, all I see Is disappointment and shame Mixed with tears and pain I'd rather stay away from people That is the best principle I don't want to dodge more daggers I'm already injured; and my walk is staggered
Yes, that used to be me But, that's no longer my reality Today, I don't mind you staring Because I'm no longer comparing I don't care about the models on FTV I'll continue eating chocolate and ghee All those airbrushed images in magazines I'm not depriving myself to that extreme This is my body; this is me I no longer conform to the norms of society You don't have to like me; you're entitled to a prefrence But, I'm not using standard units of measure for reference Scars on my body, scars on my soul It's a package deal; I come as a whole All my experiences taught me everything I know today Sure, some were rotten, but I'm done denying anyway You can either accept me for who I am Don't be so concerned about my weight in kilograms Or you can keep spewing and hurling out criticisms But, there's nothing you can do to alter my enthusiasm
Even the most beautiful woman in the world Facing the mirror, her insecurities unfold Each and every girl, however asthetically pleasing Sees negligible flaws and begins grieving Sure, she may exuberate confidence in your face But, through internal conflicts and countless debates Much of what she sees is flaws Most of which have refutable cause Why be fixated on conventional beauty Let's just focus on humanity and duty It begins with self-acceptance, the cornerstone of peace Gradually and eventually, those voices will decrease You are beautiful, no matter what they say As long as you attempt to get through the day Let not words bring you down Stand tall; don't let it slip - your crown!
- RUELHA www.ruelha.com © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved
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Lyrics of Christina Aguilera’s Beautiful
Don't look at me Every day is so wonderful Then suddenly it's hard to breathe Now and then I get insecure From all the pain I'm so ashamed I am beautiful no matter what they say Words can't bring me down I am beautiful in every single way Yes, words can't bring me down, oh no So don't you bring me down today To all your friends you're delirious So consumed in all your doom Trying hard to fill the emptiness The pieces gone, left the puzzle undone Is that the way it is? You are beautiful no matter what they say Words can't bring you down, oh no You are beautiful in every single way Yes, words can't bring you down, oh no So don't you bring me down today No matter what we do (No matter what we do) No matter what we say (No matter what we say) We're the song inside the tune (Yeah) Full of beautiful mistakes And everywhere we go (And everywhere we go) The sun will always shine (The sun will always, always shine) And tomorrow we might wake on the other side 'Cause we are beautiful no matter what they say Yes, words won't bring us down, no, no We are beautiful in every single way Yes, words can't bring us down, oh, no So don't you bring me down today Ooh-oh-oh, yeah Don't you bring me down today Yeah, ooh Don't you bring me down Ooh, today
Inhale Peace; Exhale Love. Joy will Follow! - RUELHA 
When I see to Rue, a lovely indian orchid I find a beauty woman and a prístino heart with power soul. Enjoy and take care 😘😘😘
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Wow, David, that’s such a sweet thing to say….heart and soul 🙂 Thank you my friend from Spain. 🙂
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Enjoy Ruelha and you’re welcome here 😘😘😘
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Wat mooi ieder persoon is mooi.
Aum Shanthi
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Shalom!
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🙇♂️
Aum Shanthi
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“Colorful and bright
Love is always in sight
There is no limit to which extend
a simple act of kindness can spread
You are a beautiful soul,
leaving seeds of inspiration
wherever you go”
Such A Kind Young
Woman From South
Africa, Karlien, Wrote A Poem
Dedicated to “A Beautiful Soul”
And True Just A Couple of Days
Ago A Faceless Avatar Dude Dictated i Write
Like i’m Strapped Down in a Mental Institution
And Then Another Dude With A Face Said i Wrote Like Whitman
And Then Another Faceless Dude Said Whitman Would Surely Starve
If He Wrote Like
me and Indeed
He Struggled to
Eat Writing
As America’s
Free Verse Father
of Poetry As Later Designated
After His Poetry Was Described As Obscene…
So How Will i Dedicate A Poem to Rue’s Soul
You Know The Most Beautiful Part That
Sings to me Inspiring Songs of Soul
in Refrain What Gift is Greater
Than Inspiring Another
Soul Without
Label Without
Category Without
Small Or Large Parts Sculpted
Into Greek God’s As It’s True
In Those Days of ‘Man Art’ Small
Packages Were in Vogue in Straight Male Nude Art…
Yet That’s Beside the Point Some Beauty in Essence of
Poetry is So Much Greater Than Beauty of Form Never the
Less the Art of the Human Body Has No Equal in God’s Free
Hand Art
As We
May Present
The Best Art of Us
Both in Form And Essence True
And TRue Dear Rue Through All the Struggles
Pains and Pleasures in Life What Doesn’t Kill Us
Indeed May Make Us Stronger Dear FRiEnD
Do Feel Do Sense as I’m Sure You Do
The Windows of Your Soul Need
Never Grow Old
The Breath
Of Your
Poetry May
Only Grow Lighter
And Younger In Spirit
As Long As Your Soul of
Poetry Continues to LiGHT Up
Your Christmas Tree in New Colors
Every Day Now my FRiEnD A New Creation of Soul You Are
i Come Here inspired by Your Soul Reaping Such A Concise
Mission Statement Phrase “Inhaling Peace Exhaling LoVE iN JoY”
(At Least Google Says it Doesn’t Exist in A Search With Quotes Like This)
That’s Just 6 Words Out of What Will Be 10,000,000+ Lord Yes Come What
May on December 18, 2021, in 100 Months Of Effort in “SonG oF mY SoUL”
And As An Avatar
Online if i Did
Not Meet
The Avatar
of You Poetically Online
That Phrase Would Not
Exist How Beautiful it is
When Souls Connect Beyond
Form Beyond Category And All Other
Labels As Soul Comes to Page no Longer
A Stranger Unto God Who Breathes Within my FRiEnD…
Hehe, Meanwhile Out in the Wild on Tuesday Night As Katrina
Observes the Wild-Life Watching my Public Dance A Young Woman
Snuck Up Behind me And Literally Snapped a Picture of my Behind
It’s True Katrina
Said it’s
Never Looked
Better in 61 Years too…
Yet it’s More True i for
one Am More Pleased With A
Beautiful
Soul
Than
Butt Hehe…
There Are Different
Levels of Beauty indeed
None Greater Than Soul mY FRiEnD
And Of Course The Art of the Form of
Beauty You Present is As Great as Any
Goddess in Art Form As Well mY FRiEnD
Yet, i’m Very Careful Not to Compare Women
To Goddesses As Once i Tried to Compare
Katrina to Egyptian Goddess Isis And
She Got Furious Telling
Me Not to
Compare
Her to that
‘Ugly Woman’…
i’ve Never Met An Ugly
Woman my FRiEnD
i Wish i Could Say the
Same About Men Yet wait!
There is “Majorie Taylor Greene” to
Consider Yet That Surely Has Nothing to Do With Her
Form For the Ugliest of God’s Creations Are Souls So Far From Love..
Yet of Course Only Begging For the Salvation of Love Yet of Course only
Begging
For the
God of
Real Love
To BREaTHE WiTHiN
For Free Inhaling Peace
Exhaling LoVE iN JoY For
All of the World Oh yes Even
“Majorie Taylor Green And Trump”
AS Hard as It is to Pass those Names
Through the EYe of the Needle of Love
Sure They Are Human And Parts of God And Worth the Effort too…
Shall i Ever Be Able to Touch Their Souls Probably About As Much
Chance As The Folks Who Compared me to Someone Strapped in a Mental Institution
And Starving to
Death As
A Famous
Poet Writing
Like me
Never
The
Less Loving
Free Inheriting
This Inhaling Peace
Exhaling LoVE iN JoY NoW mY FRiEnD
For It’s True For Every Person Who Attempts
To Remove A Feather i Only Soar Higher in Strength of Soul Now…
Haha Another One Suggested i Wasn’t Real, Another Suggested
i Was A Tough Guy Online, And Still Another Compared me to
“Pepé Le Pew” Describing The Smell of An Amorous Skunk
Yet It’s Also True After Public Dancing for 5 Years
Back in December of 2018 When A Video By
A Voyeur Went Viral with 88,000
Views All through the Halls
of this Metro Area
Not One Woman
Out of 1300
Comments Shared
Assessing my Humanity
Meaning and Purpose in
Life Said i Was Anyone
Less Than A Gentleman
For All the Dance Hall Nights
It’s True i’ve never been much
of a Predator Can’t Imagine
Wanting Someone
Who
Doesn’t
Want me
How Does That Even
Work An Empath Will
Surely Never Fully Understand
Until They Lose A Golden Age of THeir Soul…
And No i Will Never Let Someone Change me into A Villain Now…
i’ll Stick With “Close to You” By The Carpenter’s And Not Even ‘Think’ to Look ‘Behind’…
Unless Katrina Points it Out and i Laugh Hilariously Considering i Spent 66 Months
As the Hunch Back of Notre Dame in a Car So Hot And Cold in too Much Pain and
Numb
to Even
Walk in the
Door With Katrina
Just Locked in a World
Of Pain And Numb Wondering
If Hell Will Ever End Forever Then…
It’s True What Doesn’t Kill Us Will
Make Us Stronger Yet Only if We Reach
the Other Side of the Styx River Above For Real..:)
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News.
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Thanks for sharing my poem, Ned. 🙂
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Such an inspiring and motivating poem on self acceptance Ruelha.
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Thanks, Sowmya. Glad you got the true essence of it. 🙂
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Beautiful describes you in the picture little sister 🙂
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Thank you brother Matt 🙂 🙂 🙂
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