The Beauty In You Is You - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
If wondrous most thing in the world be world,
The beauteous most a thing in you is you.
I see this clearer now e’en with eyes blurred,
As soon or late truth always gets its due;
You might not this believe though straight from heart,
Which, today’s men of mall-turned robots lack,
Yet, heart’s all there’s to hail if mart be art,
So, with not else but heart let me this crack,
(I know, I aught deal with women as are,
(And never once how I’d like them to be,
(There’s but one way if man wants to go far:
(Call a pond, if not puddle, a vast sea!)
Everything about you is doubtless beau,
Yet, the most beauteous spot in you is you.
- Sonnets (tongue-in-cheek) | 08.06.14 |
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