Glorious Eyes - Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
They say and confidently say,
Beauty can not exist
In the fair of ugly things,
The young poet firmly opposes,
He believes in his sensitive mind that
Beauty is present everywhere;
Even in the midst of unpleasant and hostile things
Beauty certainly exists.
But one needs to have glorious eyes to see it,
If one possesses magnificent eyes,
He can witness perfect beauty even in the midst of ominous things
And the ugly things gradually retreat farther and farther from his great sight.
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