Beauty hewn by labourios
BEAUTY HEWN BY LABOURIOS
There was a marry party,
Hustle and bustle all around,
Face of every person reflect merry,
No tensions floating on any face,
Everybody absorbed in joyful.
Few person active in own diversion,
As some in droll with various victual,
No body mingle with each way,
Rather they had different delicious,
Relish in order to the same by all.
Whereas some busy in cavort,
Who didn’t care about dine,
Remain entertain by behold,
With the corresponding ratio
At DJ melody that enhanced.
A poor poet who coffee imbibe,
Eyes fallen on poor girl at function,
Observe her belle that reflect self,
Whereas she in grimy raiment,
Who collecting disposable utensils.
What’s buoyant her charming, Among other girls who took help from maquillage,
These lines describe her charmingness
That a proof of her laborious work, which Entails to her beauty’s by itself alive.
This poem describes about the beauty of a Labour girl. WHO whether poor by unfortunately but his labourios work reflection of his beauty. So, take this not kidding because GOD doesn’t discriminate at all level as with poorness corresponding with beauty. So, Labour naver decline anyone beauty rather hewn it.
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Absolutely right said about the labour.
Nyc poem sir.
vry good concept in this poem