Beauty In The Beast

She stood there all alone.

People were observing her.

As she mesmerized everyone with

Her perfume and innocents.

She took notice by being sensitive

And wiped her tears.

All of a swift, a man came,

She was headstrong and gave 

No attention to him.

He was a monster,

She was petty in his demeanor.

He went down from his spirited bike.

The more she revealed the nature, 

The more he genuflected he was.

Finally, the girl cracked down. 

She expressed words in stillness, He heard each of her advice without auditing the 

notice of time.

The bitter conflict ended in a caress that remained more than

A moment where her tears drenched his jacket.

Then he heaved her to her school bus.

She kissed him and assured him a and serene moment.

There are aspects of males in every female.

There is a complexion of females in every male.

If we could reveal the personality, with special ones outwardly

many bonds will get saved.

Kneel in front of passion, at the expense of the pride.

We can reveal the child within, only to a person who can handle 

The child in us and Those are the special ones 

Who accept our individuality.