Beauty!

O, it must not die,

For it enlightens the human heart

And lowers the burden of heightened mind!

Oh! The thing that is affable to serene valleys

How can we seize it in our grip

With a single bond of faithfulness?

Beauty, the perennial source of ecstasy,

Smiles but in its lone

And never in the crowd!
                                 © Written by Manoj Kumar Mishra