Beauty’s Dream Poem by V P Mahur

I am the desire of every heart
And every creature is in flirt
But none have asked me why
I have covered me in the dirt

I don’t want to be a monopoly
Of every vice and every folly
I don’t want to be a passion
I just want to be pure and holy

I don’t desire to be trapped
Of face and figure's wrapped
I just wish reside the hearts
That are truly truly stepped

Into the clear river of humanity
With a genuine feel of eternity
Until then let me lie wounded
Imperfect, insecure and dirty