Beauty

Tell me what is beauty,

Why is it that one sees?

Beauty in some special thing,

While another disagrees

How do we measure beauty,

What is the beauty test.

Is it something simple,

Or something more complex

Should we not see beauty,

In all things that abound.

No matter if it lives on Earth,

Or flies above the ground

Beauty is in the eyes they say,

But I cannot with that agree.

For even blind know beauty,

Of things they cannot see

All things around have beauty,

Each in its own kind way.

Be it something living,

Or simply night and day

There is no way to measure,

Not size, or bulk, or weight.

For if we see no beauty,

It's then we learn to hate

Some may see more splendor,

That is seen by very few.

But that doesn't make it finer,

It's just a different view

For beauty isn't that as seen,

Or even touched right from the start.

But instead is felt within,

From deep inside ones heart.

                                                 Saif Malik