Beauty is not skin deep
Beauty is not skin deep
I am the exultation, the eternal flow of spring
that has left its footprints in the passages of time
My demeanor is wrinkled
beyond repair
facade is sans gleam and shine
The fragrance I used to emit
has been subjected to vagaries of nature
So also my dalliance and beauty
Yet no regrets!
As I have evolved in life's sublime journey
from heart to soul ...
the linear and the circular motion both
I have ventured with equanimity
still million hearts throb at my very sight
though I have safely crossed my prime
Well perched in the lap of twilight
my wilted status
is a symbol of the perennial source of bliss
that delineates with elan
Beauty is skin deep
we need to embellish core
with innate goodness and positivity.