Simple Flower On Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Simple flower

Where are real words?
To explain fully and add
Narrate in terms that she deserves
And in our eyes we observe!

Go for natural eyes
And try
To see through inner glass
You shall find class

The class that creator holds
It is hardly sold
It is bestowed on an individual
To be always attractive among people

No one can dare
To stare
With wicked intention
This will finish him of his own ignition

It is simple adoration
That we do in case of citation
The real flower and its fragrance
It is to be felt and enjoyed at once

I render my praises
And miss no chances
To put before natural lovers
Simple but attractive flower

Pic: -Zainb ali