Moon is a beauty...
Is it?
Everyone is in its fit!
Moon is a body with no light,
Sun is the one who makes it bright.
Beauty is in the sunshine,
Moon just relishes the shrine.
Everybody is mad for moon's beauty,
But it is the sun who pays the real duty.
Human body is like a moon,
A lump kindled with God's boon.
Crazy for the dust, man is fool,
How strange! insane for stool.
Beauty lies in God's light,
Wrapped is the Eternal delight.
Beauty must be praised,
But the credit is caged.
Delusions are the body's luster,
Divine sparkle erases the fluster.
Truth is beauty as Keats said,
A constant thing- forever tread.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem