Fragile Mind Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

These men see the beautiful scenes,
I know they have good eyesight,
But they can not feel in their mind about the beauty of the great scenes,
As their inner soul is frail and feeble.
This is the worst problem of the time,
There is no dearth of beauty and grace in nature,
It is always abundant,
The men gaze at the wonderful things
And try to enjoy the lovely flavour of these,
But they fail to relish
For their mind's eye is weak and fragile.
It's a matter of deep regret
That their world is ultimately harsh and unpleasant,
Beauty resides far from their reach,
Pure and great mind is always the key,
Without it one can never taste true beauty of a thing,
In spite of having good eyesight.