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Beauty-It's You

Sep 30, 2022
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Updated: Oct 10, 2022

By Chetanya Narayan Saini




Those are not to be hidden

Those are to be life ridden

Show them with your beauty and grace

Because not everyone matters in this human race





That’s not a spot or a mark

It’s a compliment to your personal spark


Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder

Its just for some kids and older

But you are the beauty and grace

Even for the one with absent glares


Shutting off the world, is an old fad

Instead face it with confidence and be glad


You have this gift called life

Which everyone can’t prevail

You are shedding tears because of people

Who have their brains locked in jail


Those are not thorns to the roses

Or marks to the moon

Instead, you are the mark and thorn

With those roses and moon


People individually don’t have their definition

Is hell of a lie

Instead, their mentality is the explanation

So, you don’t have to cry


The dark circles underlining your eye

Is actually of the book you finished that night

Your growth and maturity are remarked

With every extending stretch mark


The white hair, there in your head

Is the storyteller of experiences with an old friend

The burn mark at your hand, with people looking

Don’t know your actual passion for cooking


You have the courage to get up and burn

Even more than the acid on your body that day

Which was poured on you for a no with firm.


You have known all this while

That you are the beauty and praise

So, stop looking for compliments in people’s words

Who all are hollow from inside and cannot be worse


Believe in you as an epitome of beauty

Let them say, its their work and duty

You are good, will be better and best one day

Your faith in you will pull you out of this miserable bay.

~Chetanya Narayan S.



By Chetanya Narayan Saini




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