UNDEFINED BEAUTY
Beauty is not defined
all craves and find.
Some find in nature’s
trees, flowers, tiny creature,
and sigh.
All suffer from one
or the other
want only reclusion
from theirs’ and redeem
so to stand again and commence anew.
But yonder exist folks
who haven’t seen much beauty
but seen enough beasts.
Beasts in whites, who promises
and break them with ease.
These populace in their small homes,
stinking lanes and life
full of pains, witnesses
beauty in their own means.
They earn it, earning food
for their unfortunate heirs
satisfying their famished children
and earning smiles which are rare.
So all you city folks
change beauty’s definition
alter yours’ or theirs’
but least bring uniformity.
' Beauty strikes the eyes but merit wins the soul'...and beauty is skin deep.. good thought..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very good poem this, kunal! i words flowing down that easy...this is the beauty of this poem as i see...