Let me ask what is beauty?
Is it eternal rhyme of enfolded charm
Is it 'imaginatio' for the woebegone?
What is it all about after all?
Is it a scent of maiden's bliss?
Scrupulous food of bashful lassie
Is it a climax to reach a pitch of glory?
Is it a chill in ice-capped mountains?
Is it mean to achieve something high?
Or a patchwork of exorbitant smile
Hafiz Muhammad Qasim
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