The world around me is wonderful…
Here I could find…
The flowers which are beautiful
The trees which are shady boon
The sun that is the light
The moon that is cool
The morning dews those are fresh
The beautiful things I love…
The daffodils… the perfume…
And the Greenfield all around…
The gift of nature…!
This gives the real pleasure…
The beautiful things of the world…
All the legendry tales…
Lovely stories… morale poems…
Symbolic dances…
Gives me pleasure… and I love these…
All the wars… heroic leaders…
All the fighters… warriors…
All the arts… skills…
All the fights… street fights… even…
Gives me pleasure… and I love them,
Now, I have a question!
Are these are all beautiful?
No, they are not, but they are….
They are nothing… but a joy forever…
Then what is beautiful?
When I was in search for this…
I found… many painful hearts
I found… many sad faces…
I found… many murmuring lips…
I found… many ugly faces….
But, sometimes they are beautiful…
What gives them beauty?
Later… I found it’s nothing, but just a smile!
Yes the beautiful thing I love is a smile!
Because, it make every ugly faces into a new beautiful face…!
It throws the sorrows…
It gives power to fight back…
So, keep smiling… you look pretty!
The beautiful thing I love is smile…!!!
Here I could find…
The flowers which are beautiful
The trees which are shady boon
The sun that is the light
The moon that is cool
The morning dews those are fresh
The beautiful things I love…
The daffodils… the perfume…
And the Greenfield all around…
The gift of nature…!
This gives the real pleasure…
The beautiful things of the world…
All the legendry tales…
Lovely stories… morale poems…
Symbolic dances…
Gives me pleasure… and I love these…
All the wars… heroic leaders…
All the fighters… warriors…
All the arts… skills…
All the fights… street fights… even…
Gives me pleasure… and I love them,
Now, I have a question!
Are these are all beautiful?
No, they are not, but they are….
They are nothing… but a joy forever…
Then what is beautiful?
When I was in search for this…
I found… many painful hearts
I found… many sad faces…
I found… many murmuring lips…
I found… many ugly faces….
But, sometimes they are beautiful…
What gives them beauty?
Later… I found it’s nothing, but just a smile!
Yes the beautiful thing I love is a smile!
Because, it make every ugly faces into a new beautiful face…!
It throws the sorrows…
It gives power to fight back…
So, keep smiling… you look pretty!
The beautiful thing I love is smile…!!!
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Author:
nikhil PS (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Oh too perfect! You begin it with (your?!) smiling face, and by its closing, I the reader am smiling too! That was so perfect! And it is very interesting to consider the list of things you enjoy.....great you admit it is not all worth the pleasure and love you honour it all with. I quite like this piece! I fell in love with the natural scenes/object, for they are some of my loves, and was rather fascinated by the other items you mentioned loving. What you've expressed is a sweet perspective...that many can argue against and yet, for some of us who think to be poets, it is so real.
thank u chechi!!! and I'm a comedian in personal life i like to laugh more and like to make others laugh also.... bcoz i like smiling face rather than the crying one...........
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