An Ugly Or Bad Face

It made her very sad and felt embarrassed Situation developed all of sudden and not assessed Circumstances too were hostile to be pressed Emotions ran high and worries were suddenly traced She did hide her face and almost wept No one was ready to look at her and accept Was it a good offer or to reject? Who on the earth is so perfect? I couldn’t say she was normal or ugly She looked Intelligent but seemed so homely Black spots were visible on the rough face For her there was no one in the race Right from the day one of her gaining consciousness She faced all words of world with seriousness She was still confident, unmindful of hollowness Some concrete moves were on her part with fineness Was she ugly and looked clumsy of her own? Why people, friends offer her and disown? Was she asking for precious stone or crown? it was only honorable living without any frown She moved easily with confidence and boldness People still frowned with and offered coldness She still surged ahead with disregards to all It was need of the hour and urgent call Nothing could shake her zeal and will power She never looked below but always at peak or tower Only cowards and weak look down with shyness She was good at all move with bright success Everybody may not look at and praise outer beauty It was role of almighty who did his best duty Who are we to criticize and insult the ugly person? I find nothing new or wrong with any of the reason someone from us liked her and offered rose Millions of questions just invaded her mind and posed? Was that the out come of trust in God she reposed? She never thought of such and ideas tossed Was that the inner strength in her which prevailed? All far off chances even if not sure must be availed Life is full of uncertainties and must be respected One should search the soul and must be inspected God has given us fine body with fertile mind It must have generosity and pity of all kind What is use of outer beauty if that can’t show? All human ingredients which are essential to grow She was not embarrassed now and stood erect Nothing new was needed for her to feel correct It was the an act of almighty to feel holy grace What was there to worry about ugly or beautiful face