An Ugly Man Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

There was a man... black, fatty
looks like Nigerian
six feet high, ninety eight kilo weight
face like a 'round about'
with many scars
overall look like a monster
ugliness not only the skin dip
but it went to his bone
children of his locality say him
‘the living demon'.

My mother say
good looking people may not be beautiful always
but an ugly person may be
the beauty is preserved inside
sometime ugliness transforms into beauty
like a butterfly
it starts with ugly and awkward
and then morph into graceful butterflies
that every one loves
I started searching the beauty in him.

I revealed one day
he was in Arm Force for two decades
Later he started his own business
he had no option except
opening a shop in the market
his scars were the mark of battle wounds
it was showing what he had been faced
and how strong he was
for coming out of it
but people can't see those things.

He learnt in Army Barack
how to fight, suffer, struggle
and coming out from bad situations
India needs the people like him
ugly but intelligent
Courageous, strong, hopeful, clever
and not the beautiful people
with no brain and weak heart
My mother is right
I discovered the hidden beauty
in him.