The Beauty Is Beauty Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The beauty is beauty

The beauty has divine angle
And it si praised by all the people
Whether young or old
Her beauty is praised all over world

No one thinks to violate
Or relate in adverse manner
Pass the filthy comments
And block the way even if she resents

Her rose like nose
Makes us to pose
For sweet company
She has admires all over country

She can chose only one
That too dear one
As felt by her
And accepted without fear

Let us give her option
With reference to relation
She has final answer
With her mind to enter alliance

She remain your sister
Or become loved mother
But the songs may go too far
In praise to compare her like star

Give her room
To blossom
Either in open
Or on earth that is like heaven