'Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder!' Or, is it?
Beauty
There are some people we often meetWhose beauty sweeps us off our feet;
But, if they happen to open their mouth
You hope to God, they had kept mum
For such foul language pours forth,
From those lips like petals of rose,
That you want to clog your ears
And shut out those jarring notes;
The magic created by the pretty face
Crumbles to pieces like crystal glass breaks…
Then there’re some people you find so plain
That you pass them by, almost in disdain;
But, if the happen to flash forth a smile,
Their faces light up like stars in the sky
Their eyes sparkle with that special gleam
That draws you to them, as if in a dream;
When they speak, their voice like honey pours-
Melody to ears like a musical score…
As you come to know them more and more
Their inner beauty slowly comes to fore;
Their kind and caring ways appear
After sometimes they seem beautiful to you;
You come to realize their beautiful core
That shines like a lamp on a lonesome road;
It is the inner light of their soul
That lights up their countenance, bringing charm to fore…
Such a beauty is, the real beauty from keeps
That lasts much longer than the one skin deep…
Then, I would rather glow with my inner light,
Illumine, and warm up people’s heart
Than to dazzle and obscure, with my outer charm…
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP)), India
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
26.01.2006
Sketch: " Woman's Head' by and @ Zoya Zaidi
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2007-12-16 at 05:42
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