Beauty Poem by Deep Mukherjee
Beauty
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! ! !
hmmm.... i've read quite a lot poems now... i just wanna ask u, y don't u try using rhyme scheme? it touches more.. :)
a display of beautiful thoughts using simple words..a message worth it! ! ! nice write :)
Wow I can't believe you are new to poetry- this is such a good poem! Bravo!
...i just fall in love with your poetry. Read mine 'Real beauty'.
Yup! another thing of beauty again... You said it wonderfully. :) I loved it man..!
true most people in this world only look at the outside and forget about the inside.
I really like this poem as beauty is whatever we deem it to be. You have such great insight into things profound...blessings
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/13/2024 2:51:23 PM # 1.0.0
a brave attempt to describe beauty! i shall not say it is a definition of beauty. yes, old poets also said that beauty a physical beauty is temporary, time destroys everything but the beauty of the soul, the beauty of the intellect may last longer and yes the beauty of mother's love is immortal and a beauty is a joy forever is an old line used in poems...you should use new phrase....otherwise this poem a good piece of art, i like your brevity, copactness and power of thinking..kudoes to you..........