Beauty -Poem on beauty of character
There were some incidents which inspired me to write this poem 20 years back. I found Rajiv Gandhi to be a very handsome man as a kid and was a huge fan so his untimely death definitely shocked me. The explosion of the bomb was so powerful that even his body couldn't be recognized. He was identified by his shoes. This incident left a strong impact on my young mind and made me wonder how his end came. No bodily remains were left for him to be cremated. Slowly when I overcame the shock I was in constant battle within myself trying to get answers on our vulnerable side. All of us are recognized first by our respective faces. A beautiful face gets registered immediately. All our senses have their respective requirements for example nose always wants the best fragrance, tongue relishes good food, Ears enjoy good music. Similarly eyes loves to watch beautiful creations. It can be in any form, a person or a beautiful place.
I observed some beautiful girls who loved the attention bestowed upon them but became arrogant in due course of time. Human nature is very complicated. We thrive on attention and then take it for granted.
This poem was a reflection on the importance of beauty. Beauty is not just skin deep. It is much more than that. I imagined a beautiful girl and tried to get the message across that there is much more to human beings besides their beauty. Above all beauty is not everlasting.
What if I am not beautiful? Won't you look at me ? I have a beautiful heart but how many of us will want to even know how beautiful and compassionate I am since you ignored me in one look. This is what I tried to convey through my poem.
A pretty faceClick thumbnail to view full-size
Whom do you call beautiful? Let me know
A young slim and attractive girl who knows all the way to charm people wherever she will go
Her eyes are catching, lips pink as ever
She can easily become the centre of attraction as it come naturally to her
She is proud of her beauty
Rude to others even though they are helpful, but to her it is just their duty
People are always admiring and praising you
But still you are not satisfied and are found mocking at others, like you always do
Why is that feeling of superiority complex in you
You aren't the prettiest as there were prettier girls born too
People will like you because of your beauty but for how long
In your opinion 'Beauty' was everything a person could desire for but now you are proved wrong
When your time is over and you are about to die
Why doesn't your beauty save you when you are not willing to bid goodbye
People will bury you, burn you, Yes! those people who had once admired you
Then why this difference your beauty is still with you
When you are buried ,your flesh is eaten by the insects beneath the ground
Those rosy cheeks, those pink lips, now nowhere will these be found
Had those lips been made to be fed by these insects one day
Of what help was your beauty, now can you say?
A beautiful faceClick thumbnail to view full-size
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