What makes someone
cute, lovely,
beautiful?
Is it something we only know
when we feel it?
A child says I’m cute
not because I am cute—
it’s the inner vibe she feels,
the comfort of being around
that makes me cute to her
Nature is beautiful
not for beauty alone—
it’s what awakens in us
while being around
the trees,
the mountains,
the ocean,
the rainbow,
the clouds,
the sky
that makes it beautiful
Someone seems lovely
not simply because of appearance—
it’s the small things
the hidden gems
the quiet recognition
the silent alchemy
the click that’s felt
that makes them lovely
Good or bad—
beautiful or not—
we can’t hide
who we are
for too long
It reveals itself
sooner
than later
Sometimes we can’t act
despite the revelation—
that something wasn’t right
Other times we fail
to recognise
the beauty
hidden beyond
words and smiles