How does it feel to be beautiful??
to be the beauty,…. of the beast
to come in dreams,…. of poor and rich
to be the coveted one of a hansome prince?
how does it feel to be beautiful??
To be the sculpture
The poetry , the woman in the painting
and inspiration to all of Art
The reason for war and thirst for power
And to win without a battle……….
How does it feel to be beautiful??
To be called the dew of mornings
The dusk of evenings……….
Gait of a deer and talk of a parrot
Touch of dove & Smile to the that of thousand lanterns
And just the very
Presence to that of a goddess??
How does it feel to be beautiful?
I held this dream to know
too shallow an aim, too important a nuance
Well, a dream is dream
Not the truth, not the lie
but somewhere it haunts
In the visions of night…..
