My Elderly Duty on Beauty

I have in front of me an inspiring face

Defining beauty in its totality -

Brilliance, sophistication, magnetism and

Closest to natural creation as the preface

Such faces are rare to find,

Need eyes alert with application of mind

First thing that invites viewer's sighs  

On that face, is pair of brilliant eyes

Piercing directly into the mind

Those sharp arrows, well defined

By lining of collyrium all around

Makes me proud of what I found

Eyes are not just for viewing or watching

But to convey a huge lot of information

On the person, and their mental formation

The eyes I am viewing have the grace

And modesty of a worthy woman ace

Making a dominant part of the face

Hairs flowing down like a hilly water fall

Cool in the hot summer of life I can recall

Clouds overshadow yet the Moonlight fall

As her grace to make me glitter like silver

Curls conveying space exists in the inner

To accommodate a matching worth

To make him get lost in dreamy girth    

Two petals rosy, existence of blood cozy

Suppressed smile tending to burst open

With a fine trigger of loving gaze worthwhile

Absorbed thro' the eyes, flowing out as smile

At the back of the rosy curtain, there lie

Mysteries of life, sweet and sour, wet and dry

A garland of silken arms in wait to greet

An opportunity so sweet, so discrete

Invitation to a soul-mate prospective

Indication of her welcome attractive

The life waits for building a castle

On dreams, making a way through hassle

Thus, makes up the treasure of hopes

Of bridging life in ambitious ropes

To give back to nature what she got

As gifts of body and soul, not to rot

Uncared and unattended in despair

But as conscious conscientious rare  

The wholesome, I see her, is beauty

Of human life, response and duty

I come on the Earth never to go

But keep the flame of life flaring high

Through such brilliant children of mine

Let there be hope, let there be light