Thread:Nithin Purple/@comment-6034512-20130120165537

=To Her Beauty= A Poem by  Nithin Purple ====few days back I was stopped to watch a group of flies around a jack fruit, wondered the attraction the flies captured, a'm thinking the poem can give a message about fall of beauty, ==== If 'beauty' Be the self satisfied pride she bears, Each Fly do wing around her cherubic sweet face, As they; lovers seek what her anonymous covers, And dream them in a transient trace.

When 'beauty', a self possessed pride, you Worn, Each fly does wing around your wilt grace, As what lovers opine, 'how your beauty haste flown; As falls the man in his transient race'.  