Beautiful Ugliness
There was this man,
nothing less than a swan,
he walked majestically,
as his blonde mien flew flawlessly,
his blue eyes sparkled,
as if colored sapphires,
so did his even white dentures,
his shapely features,
just left you gaping,
his well contoured body,
made him really somebody,
I racketed to be near him,
and got my chance,
his first words,
got me zapped,
he spoke bad and ill of others,
soon I discovered he lived for himself,
and wanted to use everybody else,
for his own devious and regular ends,
he played amourous with cruel flirt,
and changed mates as if they were shirts,
he never made a pal,
because in moments of meeting him most were apalled,
his scars grew on his skin,
his teethe turned murky black,
all human qualities he seemed to lack,
he was hideous,
under his skin,
and everybody knew,
including his own kith and kin.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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