The Art Of Beauty Poem by Naveed Akram
The Art Of Beauty
If this beauty lasts I upstairs run,
For running away is from outside the heart,
And if this beautiful person is with strength,
Then almost all of life has begun
For me to subjugate and then celebrate
Like the prisoner of faces and fashion.
I do not understand whether I
Listen to music
Or see the artistic talent of an artist
Like a man obsessed with beauty and all it is strange.
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