The world we live in has standards!
Standards with its meaningless shackles!
Beauty has shade panels!
It has defined size and numbers!
Is a soul sleeping inside the womb supposed to know about such mindless channels?
Then how should we define the beauty of the soul?
When the color of its face decides it's fate in this world!
Lips, hair, height, weight and color!
Do they justify beauty of inner fire?
The innocent soul wanders,
Wanders in deep dark ally's lost within its meaningless mundane of standards!
Because all it knew was the beauty of breath and life that it developed!
Bless the soul, if its a girl in this world!
The profits of many depends on this ideal!
Decades of life are spent to get it all correct behind the mirror!
Now is the time to know that beauty of body doesn't defines the beauty of soul, dear mothers!
All my ladies and pretty little girls,
You are completely beautiful irrespective of what size or color!
Stop wasting your time to get near to those ideals,
Because the beauty of body doesn't defines the beauty of soul!
