Back in 1998, a Pakistani man came to my place.
Large white spots all over his pigmented face,
Scarce hairs on his cheeks; so ugly, did he appear
I let him in but not without some fear
He sat down, i gave him a drink and he talked to me
About good deeds and what they were meant to be
About the peace of mind that a good act brings
about this immediate reward for all kind things
He talked about the people returning many times a favour
for many of our well meant and kind hearted endeavours
and then also about that peace and beauty
that for all of us may well last into eternity
Mesmerised by the great wisdom he had come to share
I sipped my coffee and became suddenly aware
that this wise Pakistani man in the end
was not ugly but the most beautiful friend
I had come to realise that true beauty does reside
not in the looks we have, but somewhere deep inside
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This really has happened
a perfect stranger dropping by
with a great message
Friend, what a beautiful truth you have revealed to the world! Just remembered George Bernard Shaw, an architect of modern theatre who was ugly in his external appearance but a great man internally! I love this theme very much and surely give you 10+
I love this, even more that it is true and it has happened so many times to me, sometimes I almost want to discount my intuition upon the first few seconds of meeting a stranger. But a few times it has saved me, so I try to balance it with a grain of salt..and run if my inner voice tells me to. But many times the diamond in the rough was truly a diamond, as you tell here so perfectly.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. What a timely message. If only everyone could see this great, yet simple truth. Thank you.
So true and wise... beauty goes far deeper then looks. I've found beauty shines out in a person's face; not the way it looks but the way a person will hold their head up and the way they hold their eyes.
this is a very sensible poem beauty should not be seen skin deep
A very, very, very beautiful poem where we can learn a lesson. Angels from God are disguised as ugly people. Some always look for richness, but that's a fool's gold. Consider yourself blessed, my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When the All Wise judge people not by their skin..but only by the whisper of their heart....so let it be our way too! Wonderful universal message....for my opening day! Thanks Hans...You gradually sound like a sufi now! !