What Is Beauty Poem by PRAVEEN KUMAR English Poems

Beauty is a personal construct,
A harmony within,
Rhyme inside outside;
It is rhythmic unison
Of subject and object
To a divine song.

All is inherently beautiful,
Nothing is ugly in God's world;
Day is beautiful; night, a beauty,
Violence is a beauty to its seekers;
Fullness is beauty; vacuum, a beauty,
Degrees in-between, themselves, a beauty
If self is primed to tune to the beauty.

Witness makes beauty beautiful or not,
And equation turns the day to night;
Glitches within reflect outside
And interpret world in broken tones
Through shattered pieces of psychic glass.

Childhood is beauty; adultness, beauty,
Old age has its own subtle beauty;
Birth is beauty, death is beauty,
Joy and griefs, in-between, a beauty,
Its rise and fall patterns, itself a beauty;
What is not beauty to a primed soul,
Beyond the scope of cosmic construct.

Body inhales strength to live,
Soul inhales beauty to survive
While body and mind stand firm on ground;
Senses feed beauty's inputs to mind,
Mind constructs emotions out of it
For self to choose coloured glasses
And define world in own terms.

All world is as it is,
A beauty at its best,
As all hues in white synthesized;
Subjects in coloured glasses
View it in diffractions;
Those higher souls beyond self's spell
View true beauty wherever they look.