By Tanmoyee Bhuyan
Hello, beautiful!
They say.
But does beauty really depends on the eyes of the beholder?
Is it something based on desire?
Or is it a neurotic fear
That compels one to admire another?
Is it meaningless, hollowness,
and despair
That attracts us
To fake admiration?
Is it the terror of death
That prevents us from confronting the truth?
Or is it uncertainty that
Hugs us tightly
To those fake emotions,
We would otherwise never accept from others?
And they laughed when you questioned them beyond existence.
For them,
Nothing exists beyond it;
Nothing emerges beyond.
But to a large extent,
It's beyond our life
That teaches us to
Admire the present,
Admire beauty,
Admire others' existence.
It's beyond our existence that teaches us to flow, with each obstacle.
It's only my realization
That I exist beyond my existence
That makes me say,
"Give me pain,
And I will give you rain."
Rain to flourish,
And turn your dry land Into an evergreen forest.