Looking through the same window
one sees mud
the other the stars.
one sees that which is underneath
the other that which is above
Reading the same poem
one finds it great
the other deems it ordinary
one seeks the significance great
the other traces the mistakes less.
It is the perception that matters
it is the thought that goes
it is the trend that talks
it being all worthy and faulty
being there lovely always.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “The Perceptions”
As they say..”Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.”