Beauty Poem by Prafulla Kumar Panda

Beauty varies from you to me
often eyes get confused about what they really see;
roses seen now, weren't the same seen then,
they mystify our mind with- how, what and when

beauty's skin deep, what mortal eyes can't see,
since on surface they roll and never hold the key;
but beauty's beautiful, forever upholds sanctity,
before the eyes of the soul, it's the ultimate reality

in the creation of God all are equal,
and equally embody beauty at their core, afterall;
such beauty never perishes, nor it's a victim of time,
if seen with love, it doth forever shine

it's above human estimation, and beyond measure;
it's the quintessence, and our soul's greatest treasure.

©Prafulla Panda, India.
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