My Soul’s Joy Poem by Shahzada Imtiaz Ali

A day was bright my imaginations increased,
All intact and I became pleased.

Beauty! ! In happy smile; let me pant,
My eyes never seen like, heart in my heart


The sea of beauty can be seen,
In every where her eyes reflection has been.

That can be my soul’s joy!
My intellect comes to arty!

A chum; beautiful eyes and happy smile!
Where should I have to cure and police?

A demotic touch to beauty
I write it; I gain my wits security