Beauty only has that magic spell to make alive
Once again the hopeless soul worn out by losses
Impossible to recover in the whole of world life!
What a pleasure and relief beauty gives to one
One cannot express in words to convey one's honest
Gratitude except by love in reciprocation of joy!
Joy got out of beauty has no comparison in the world
To get even after many a search of heart damn sure,
But only simply succumb to its lovely sway forever!
Love of beauty is both heaven and paradise in one
To enjoy, if one is of a top most calibre in fortune
After a greatest loss never replaceable by any means!
Beauty is the lovly panacea for the illness that
Can't be cured by any means in the human world sure!
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I would like to translate this poem
Joy got out of beauty has no comparison in the world....what a delightful expression my friend! A beautiful poem...10
Thank you for your delightful comment on poem about beauty, my friend!