Non- Judgmental Eyes

By Kanmani.M

The dimples

The stretches

The dark skin

I see them not…

The caste

The creed

The religion

I segregate not…

The curves

The ridges

The flat body

I see beauty in them…

The travelled road

Or

The unused path

I respect them both…

The mass the body utters

The height the ground holds

Matter not to me…

Because,

I, the non-judgemental eyes

Consider them not,

I see beauty in varied forms

Above the golden standard

Below the skin

In the fills of the heart…

I feel the glow

The sense of life…

The heart,

I love it for its passion.

The musical notes,

The beats compose,

Makes me a melophile,

Enjoying the solely the peace…

What would I ask for, if not this vibe??

By Kanmani.M