True beauty

July 19, 2011
Beauty is the first word of a baby to its mother,
it is the sincere apology from a lover.
It is the sight of prosperity to a poor
and the pieces of bread for his hunger.

Beauty is the warmth of light for a blind,
it is the vibration of music for a deaf.
It is the song of mynah for dumb
and the freedom from diseases for a sick.

Beauty is the essence of rawness for an artist,
and the thunder of claps in a contest.
It is the fulfillment of a passionate dream
and the realisation of peace in the mind's realm.

Beauty is a naturally flowing stream of simplicity,
it is shallow but always pure.
Beauty always outscores each of its definition
and it never needs to prove any allegation.

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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 29, 2011 at 1:29 pm
Dove, this poem gives beauty so much depth, and it is does justice to the essence of the beautiful. Every single instance of beauty you give is meaningful, and there's nothing more to be said!
A_shy_dove replied...
Jul. 31, 2011 at 7:40 am
I am very glad that you liked it. Its hard to find some true asthetics nowadays. Everybody seems to be enjoying the external beauties of people around them. And thats it.... It's sad. Thanks for commenting. :-)
IamtheshyStargirl said...
Jul. 23, 2011 at 8:54 pm
Ah, how very true, and beautiful :)
A_shy_dove replied...
Jul. 31, 2011 at 8:15 am
Thank you star girl. It feels 'beautiful'  to have some awesome writers like you to comment on my work. Thanks again.. :-)
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