From Beauty to Bewilderment
Perplexed motion of self-indulgence;
I look at this dead flower
Once full of life
Charm! fragrance! !
Now I ask if
A thing of Beauty is a joy forever?
Beauty diminishes in the wrath of time;
Fragrance fades in the mist of destiny-
Beauty - an art of deception?
A futile personification? ?
Only a poetic sofistication! !
I look at the tomb of the dead martyr
Once dejected by the world!
Taken away by the devil
In his fight for truth! !
None could see the beauty inside the soul
What restricts our vision to the flesh and fire?
Beauty confined in our reptilic vision! !
I see beauty immortal
In the love of a mother
In compromise! Sacrifice! !
In the distress of mankind
In the fight of renaissance! !
I follow beauty like a sinking star
A thing of beauty is a joy forever! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem