Beauty in Ugliness

We believe in good things easily
But hard to confide in bad ones,
(Beauty tells us the jovial story
But often it throws the dark rays
Into our smiling face.)

We know if the flowers
Bloom, they must give sweet fragrance
To the air, but we often forget
Some are odorless. Some flowers which
Bloom beyond our vision are full
Of sweet nectar but we don't care of them.
Oh dear, if we believe in beauty blindly,
Why we can't seek the latent essence
Of ugliness opening our big eyes?