Graffiti Poem by Cyriac Maliakkal

The handsome mouth barked
The beauty song.
Swang in the snow water
Ruled and by ruled.
Beauty was mostly wane.
What i don't know what.
Which grew from a darkness
Hour.
However tuned the odour of
It.
A reflection was bended
At the nature.
Each beauty is beauty,
But no beauty is beauty
It prize before where it belongs.
Sketch the unnatural themes:
If you are run for beauty
Or run with beauty,
No mouth to declare it fully.
I grew without beauty.
But i cared whole was beauty.
I dreamt to light the cancers of
Find the beauty by the senses
All are great before the beauty.
The handsome mouth barked
A song about beauty.