Beauty is nothing
But skindeep,
Fairness is nothing
But skindeep,
Yet we have our heads
Turned at a beautiful one,
falling for which
Makes our heads turned
Making our lives turned,
Sometimes miserable
Of not attaining
Abuet or handsome one,
Never bothering
The beauty of mind
Of the many possessors
Who pass by leaving us,
Languishing in vain,
About the materials,
Beautifully covered
In skin deep wrapups.
Ravikiran Arakkal.
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