Monday, January 18, 2010


Beauty I see everywhere,
in every living face carved
in curves and straight lines
combined to form perfection.

Crown of hair of every colour,
thick or thin matters to none.
Straightly carved forehead,
falling into soft depressions,
housing windows to the human soul
verily are they a pair of beauty,
combining science and creativity.

From depressions rise soft mounds
like smooth hills carved to perfection.
Curves on all sides joined to form
the epitome of beauty called
the human face.

When every curve and straight line
boasts of beauty in every way,
how then do men rate
one as beauty and another as ugly?



megzone said...

those are superb verses.. well penned..
semma semma semma...

Deepa Raman said...

the childs photo is a perfect combination for ur poem...very narural

Iniyaazh - இனியாழ் said...

Thank you.

Thank you Deepa. That photo has an innocent and beautiful child's face... I was curious to see how the beauty judges out there would react to it.

Nalini Hebbar said...

the last stanza says it all...wonderful thought

Iniyaazh - இனியாழ் said...

Thank you Nalini :)

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