Attracted as I am like John Keats
To “A thing of beauty is a joy for ever”
Sometimes I am uncomfortable
To beauties of certain flavour

There is one of the plastic kind
With all the right chiseled curves
Everywhere with the right finish
But without any kernel reserves

And there are ones that are so soft
They are like a lump of butter
A slight breeze of a light difference
Makes their hearts go in tremulous flutter

Tough beauties are like statutory gods
A statue with a lot of legal demands
A mistake on a given protocol
Can arouse their wrath and reprimands

More varieties are there
But the case in point is
Beauty’s even more beautiful
When it comes with truth and ease

When truth lies at the heart of beauty
It is even more sumptuous
Beauty and truth
How I wish they were synonymous!

Bhaswat Chakraborty

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-and-truth-2/