Beauty
What is beauty ?
Which lies in one's looks,
Or the people holding serenity?
Or the heart which is hung up by a thousand hooks?
In many stuffs, our heart gets engrossed,
Sometimes ideas are changed almost ,
This is where lies the real beauty,
And it never gets dirty.....
A hurricane of good thoughts,
Waving a goodbye to doubts,
Being calm towards everyone ,
And helping anyone,
Will make people call us a person very gentle and cheerful,
And when this will happen , we are the most beautiful!
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