Essence
~Beauty~
Loving to me, no doubt, is beauty's every shade,
But I fall specially for a simple ,innocent face.
Ask him not how colorful turn out his nights,
Who in sunny splendor has spent his days.
How can be compared with you ,breeze and rose,
Weak are these similes to pen down your grace.
The inferno of love is such a thing inside,
Fireworks of rockets, as if, paint the sky outside.
Eyes, like mirror, long to see always beloved.
Ears always remain eager to listen sweet words loud.
God ignite incense stick inside,
Thirsty gets pulled from far and wide.
Here beauty's indifference is but a pose,
She drops no hints, yet insinuates.
