The Beauty of the Eye
You are the prism of absoluteness.
Like a glimmering and glittering light to the flies
And a blossoming flower with a nectar
To a bee
Like a shadow to its self-portraying image
And a tribunal river to the seas and then to oceans
Like sculpted dimensions of an object as it is to a sculptor
Like a serene silence to the flora and faunas in the woods
As captivating as It gets through the time
As mesmerizing and caressing whispers it could get inside one’s head
You are the prism of absoluteness
And the people encircling around you are the penetrating lights
Well they say the grass is always green on the other side
Well I say beauty looks so different from so many sides with so many different eyes
But in the end, all those eyes have a common goal
That is to embrace a beauty...
About the Creator
Nabin Yonghang Limbu
A reader, listener and an amateur writer. I have been writing Unshared short stories and poems for years now. I recently realized that writing has always been the most expressive form for me. "Better late than Never".
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