There is always so much beauty
In such simple and plain things
But mostly we fail to see them
As we're always busy with our beings.

We fail the see the genuine elegance
Of artefacts that are around us
We don't even give a glance
And just continue to discuss.

Too occupied to notice the sky
When the sun's about to set
Or in the vibrant orange scenery
A dark and inky silhouette.

Heavily involved in our lives
To notice the star-lit night
When it shines in all it's glory
Will always be a beautiful sight.

We never see things in a normal way
Constantly wanting some speciality
But when will people ever learn?
That there's beauty in simplicity.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hello everyone!! Everything going alright?

Here I am back with another poem with a nice topic that's always been in my mind.

Hopefully y'all enjoyed this!