The Beauty
The Beauty


Beauty is joy forever
So we crush such object not in anger
But protect with care
And act fair.
God too
Make them pass through
In stage of delicacy
With the protection daily.
So thorns are around
But found
Only when we try to pluck
Your badly bleeding when struck.
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People try to molest
And do their best
To have or acquire
With all steps needed there.
When love takes place?
It sees no race
Black or white color
But only human flavor.
Good eyes observe
And serve
An Intention with earnest
To the passing of all tests.