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A thing of beauty isn't a joy forever to me.
by Bhuwan Thapaliya
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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ď A thing of beauty is a joy forever.Ē
-John Keats


A thing of beauty
isnít a joy forever to me.
Iíve never seen beauty
dancing with the eternity.

Iím not perplexed
by the ecstasy of the beauty.
I know it is not as beautiful
as they think it is.

I look at the world and ponder
over the phenotype of the beauty.
Beauty is not beauty,
it is yet to be.

No elucidation is possible
of the beauty.
If only the beauty could speak,
Iíd know what beauty is.

Iíve my own world
to live in- the world of generosity.

Have you ever seen the sky
running after the clouds?
Have you ever seen the flowers
running after the fragrance?

A thing of beauty
isnít a joy forever to me.
Even a thorn looks
as beautiful as the rose to me.

Iíve seen the thorn
blossom into the rose.
And the rose
wither into the dust.

A thing of beauty
isn't a joy forever to me.
A thing of beauty
isn't a joy forever to me.

Copyright 2005 Bhuwan Thapaliya

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Reviewed by Laura Lobos (Reader) 7/11/2007
I feel sad the author of this poem seems to be unable to appreciate a thing of beauty. He incurs a number of contradictory statements, on the other hand. To sum up, I think I could say, "A poem badly written is a pain in the neck for ever" Laura
Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green 1/16/2005
Thought-provoking and well-put. I am particularly taken
with the lines:
"Have you ever seen the sky
running after the clouds?
Have you ever seen the flowers
running after the fragrance?"
Write on!
Reviewed by William Bonilla 1/15/2005
Another beautiful gem
You have created
Thanks for sharing my friend

William ....Peace & Love
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader) 1/12/2005
A Much thought full poem But the beauty you expressed in your own world generosity. A Beauty not all see like the rose. This is a great wake up poem A Beautiful one.
Thank You
Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper 1/11/2005
Hey B, great piece and the very reason we should enjoy every joyable thing and moment. You're right there's no such thing as beauty forever. Even the young strong body withers to dust. take care and tell all hello. G
Reviewed by Birdie Houston 1/10/2005
Have you ever seen the sky,
Running after the clouds?
Have you ever seen the flowers,
Running after the fragrance?

So beautiful!!!!!
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 1/10/2005

such conflicting emotion underlines each of your words--i can't even begin to imagine. powerful, intense, poignant, and yes--even beautiful--write--extremely well penned. i concur with kate, you are a master poet, and you inspire me

(((HUGS))) and love and God bless you and yours, karla. :(
Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie 1/10/2005
A very touching and deeply thoughtful poem, I loved this Bhuwan, beautifully and excellently expressed.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside 1/10/2005
Intense, searingly honest and deeply heartfelt. You are a master poet, Bhuwan, who has natural rhythm, flow and meter and a natural poetic diction and lilt. Your coda is a powerful, thoughtful, "natural" repetition that endorses all that precedes it. You plumb the depths and touch the heights - and take us all with you. You have visionary eyes that are tireless in pursuit of the truth and which allow for no complacency. Where you lead, others of us would follow if it were not for the softness of our feet and the hardness of our hearts; we need to learn from you to harden the soles of our feet and to soften our hearts. You are indeed our Master in this. LOL - give me news, please!! Kate xx
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 1/10/2005
It is superb how your verses convey beauty in all "things," Bhuwan. Thank you for sharing this exquisite offering, my friend. Love and peace. Regis
Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain 1/10/2005

Exceptional poetic achievement my friend - you just keep getting better and better ... superb!!

Best always,

Reviewed by Mr. Ed 1/10/2005
"Beauty is yet to be"

A very thought provoking write, Bhuwan; and so nice to see you posting.
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 1/10/2005
Excellent write Bhuwan!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 1/10/2005
This is sad and heartfelt. I know why and how you're feeling and how this poem was created. I hope in time you and the children will be able to see the beauty of the world, that it is not as deem as you might think.

I'm urging others who are seeing this post to give generously to help the children and other victims who are in need of help.

I hope in time you will see more of the beauty of everything around you and will be able to smell the roses and enjoy them.

Your true friend always,

Sandie May Angel :o)
Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers 1/10/2005
'beauty is in the eye of the beholder' This stands true, no matter who's eye it is..or what they are looking at.
You give us alot to ponder Bhuwan!

Reviewed by M.Bennett Hooper (Mikii) 1/10/2005
I hate to sound trite Bhuwan but it's everything everyone else has said and more. The eye for beauty is piercing through my psyche. Thanks for sharing this excellent piece my friend. "M"
Reviewed by Lori Moore 1/9/2005
Great lines.

"I know it is not as beautiful
as they think it is."

It's probably not as beautiful as we think it is either... all in the eye of the beholder.
Reviewed by jude forese 1/9/2005
everthing has its own internal and external beauty ...

acroamatic and inspired poem!
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 1/9/2005
an insightful, thoughtful write...
Reviewed by Pier Tyler 1/9/2005
It makes you want to enjoy every second that beauty surrounds you. Get a rope! Lasso it! Thanks for sharing the wonderful write.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 1/9/2005
Thought provoking write!
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) 1/9/2005
You do know how to make one think and see beyond what is the obvious beauty. The rose always comes with the thorn being equal by the creator.
Reviewed by E T Waldron 1/9/2005
Very profound thought provoking write Bhuwan
it is said beauty is fleeting, and that is true
if you are talking of the facade. inner beauty
which is what lasts, is much more difficult to see
and I think that is what you are speaking of...Love Eileen
Reviewed by Sherry Heim 1/9/2005
A very profound write, Bhuwan. I do cherish my thoughts of the beautiful things I have seen and for having smelled a rose, I can smell it now from my recall. But beauty, like all of life, leaves only memories.
Take care,

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