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May 2020
I wonder what beauty is
There is no handbook to guide me
Is it a certain form, color or smell
Or just the receiver bound in spell
Is it fair, olive, or pitch dark
Does it make feel content, or lights a spark
Is it different for humans, animals, and things
Does it always blend, or has a contrast
Is it different for men, and women
Different for canines, and the cats
If it is not about the species
How would I get the catch
Is the difference geographical
Standards same across a country
Or is the difference a little cultural
Changing with festivals, and accessories
Is the difference in point of time
At times evoking joy, at times hostility
Or if the difference is in perception
Then why do children smile heartily
If reality was saddening
And art made it beautiful
Would beauty be an illusion
And those chasing it, illusory?
I think for all the experiences to be beautiful, we would need our horizon to be infinite, or beauty would always be limited and biased.
Written by
Divya Kaushik  F/India
(F/India)   
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