Beauty Never Dies Poem by vidyut chakraborty

A big bang
makes a birth of a gene
An unknown travel
writes a history,
pen starts for no ending
Thus a poet is born.
words scribbles and jots down
whatever it comes to mind
no plan and no program
with the ache in heart that sounds
all on a sudden comes the push and..
thus a poetry is born.
a tiny beauty takes shape
in each decade-an evolution
Something persists within ages
a DNA creates eel or elephant.
you just feel or just will
a compromise or a union
Nothing you can shrug
you find in your hug
a little bit of fusion.
that is great
you can not gauge
what is that illusion
you call it
Love, love love love
No Beauty dies but transforms.