BEAUTY
Natural tastes and colours, painted sunsets and dawn,
All four seasons at home; the sun, the moon and stars,
Creatures and species take refuge of God,
Nature designs perfection and you deserve its goal,
Nothing compares to you, even wonders of the world,
In magnitude and multitude and in the name of God!
Theatre halls and mansions, movie stars and models,
"Beauty and the Beast!" cried the house of audience,
In galleries and museums; paintings of the masters,
Composers and architects, ballet girls and Miss Universe,
Jewellery stores and antiques in light and shade of music,
Precious stones of hidden world claim tall for beauty.
There's no truth in beauty since beauty is truth.
Beauty! I breathe my life for you.
Pretty cheeks of innocence, sweet kisses of romance,
Nature gardens of essence never match your fragrance.
Adorable lady looks neat in feminine gender,
Sensitive and slender, tender touch complexion.
Sparkling eyes cold as ice, dignified in passion,
In masquerade or fashion, streamline definition.
Cleopatra is a joke, Mona Lisa smile is a fake,
Goddess of goodness so heavenly angelic,
Inner senses and manners of Nightingale virtues,
Exalted in gratitude and detrimental in abuse,
Penetrating laughter in extravagant pleasure,
Husky voice of a sexy tone glimmers on affection.
There's no truth in beauty since beauty is truth.
Beauty! I breathe my life for you.
This song composed in March 1996 is dedicated to Ayeshath Nazly.
Beauty – islandives