Is the opposite of beast really a beauty?
I'll explain the word using poetry as my duty.
From this beast, one has nothing to fear.
In fact, his behavior a woman might hold dear.
Beast in my case is a metaphor for passion.
Writing poetry feeds it only a very small ration.
However, nothing can replace the human touch.
Truly, it is what the beast yearns for so much.
Beauty comes from deep within a kind heart.
This is one universal truth I must impart.
One more line and I surely will be through.
Believe me, this beast is not easy to subdue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem