Let The Beauty Be Beautiful Poem by Naveed Akram

Let the beautiful one be a sign for the distressed,
Call those with beautiful arms and be carried;
By amiable people we have fair weather and times,
Their beauty is shone to the clouds very far away.
A garden of mercy focuses on the heavenly pond,
It is a spoon of significant mathematics, a style of dice.
We have being and tense fashion in the accomplishment,
One eye sees the farce, one eye sees the force;
We wear hair of hurricanes, tearing and bearing,
We like to think of men who see caravans of beings.
Their company is tossed to the cloudy mass,
Open hearts shall bleed for the beauty of a time that dies.