Unless You Don't Bear A Sensible Heart Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

Unless your don't bear a sensible heart to feel
Unless you don't have a creative brain to think.
Your organs of sense turn really worthless to deal
With beauties around that disappear and sink.

Golden beams of dawn & crimson hue of Sunset
If a heart, wounded by betrayal of someone else
Might not be able to perceive their beauty, yet
Yo need passionte heart in which beauty dwells.

A man with artistic skill and craftsmanship
Retains ability to create beauty in hedious things
A piece of stone turns a symbol of worship.
Scattered words when rhymed, turn worthy to sing.

You can't see air and heat, but still you feel them
When you develop a sense of essence as passion
For any things &person, beauty sprouts from them.
Beauty is captured, when you pay sincere attention.

Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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