The sense of beauty- both sartorial and otherwise- I believe inherently mushrooms in a person. It can rarely be taught. There exist aesthetic codes for writers too – and all the more for the writers of verse. A good verse is an apt mix of imagination, language, and a sense of the concerned genre. This poem is an ‘ode’ to the philosophy of art and beauty.
Aesthetics is the soul of any art,
A poet without it is versifier without heart
But should his love for it,
Be limited by his infatuation?
Or should he bring to the literary marts
All the societies’ afflictions and warts?
Until he brings out social ugliness
How for beauty will he show his fondness?
When one is bearing apathy’s sting
What fun of fraternity’s praises to sing?
A poet to nurse beauty takes the broom,
It serves him well the art to groom.
Heart’s voice for love and beauty listen
You will see your works then glisten.