The beauty is defined

What we have not
Is what we long for
And wherein we find
What we long for
Is what we see as beauty.
The dark to the white,
the slim to the plump,
The bold to the meek,
The lecherous to the modest
Bear better appeal.
No one goes without pairs;
No virgin dies in despair.
01.07.96

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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