I looked at the night’s dark sky With the twinkling stars above, The magic they play to the eye Left me mesmerised. The Milky Way And the Great Bear; The shooting star And the pole star; All play their parts, Singing glory to God And all His creations, Proving His existence, Showing beauty in truth And truth in beauty.
Lover of Beauty and observer of Life. Open and frank. I believe that life is a journey where we find so many crossroads and our life depends on which road we take.Studied Post Graduation in English Literature from North Eastern Hill University (NEHU).Works for an Organization that promotes Livelihood options for the underprivileged society, especially in the rural areas.
Beauty Careful as I got, paying heed to the sculpture With such finesse, and an eye of a vulture Every peculiarity went on to depict a story Incarnating legends, of the war that was gory Over the period beauty stood
Light a sharpie so bright shines on beauty seen through decay. Both beauty and decay form a duality of darkness and luminosity. Beauty is a love that can provide for its reality against dismay. Just as tradition is a security