Beauty
In the eyes of a lad
In the soft breeze of nature's green
In the smile of a mother's face
Is true beauty found
Flaws finds no root in a beholder's eyes
Nor does the imperfect curves finds a guilt
When the world see every wrong
Only beauty rest in the beholder's eyes
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The landscape on the plains
The sea that dances round it circuit
The trees in autumn and spring
Only speaks of nature's bliss
Beauty is not defined from a single lens
Around us they hold meaning in differs form
From the lads first smile to the old frail man
Beauty is whatever we define it to be
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STOPBeauty is seen differently. As a poet, I see it more from actions and words. Obviously appearances say more however the content speaks louder
That's true, people define beauty in a different way, what matter most is it's acceptance
This really got me thinking. Beauty isn't just about clear skin, makeup, or the perfect features we see online. It's in culture, traditions, stories, and even the struggles people carry with pride. What makes one person beautiful in one place might be completely different somewhere else—and that's the magic of it.
At the end of the day, real beauty is about authenticity and confidence.
This is really an amazing poem, I especially admire the images of different backgrounds and cultures. To me that's the essence of true beauty.
Thanks for sharing.
That's true, beauty carries in itself a diverse definition
Exactly.