When I see a beautiful pearl
And attracted towards its beauty
As a lover feels looking at a girl
No deed, no will for his duty
O Cupid! what is the effect
Men are dying for lust
Character of them is lost
And life has become dust
What is the beauty of life
It lies in lust or character
Such lust is like a knife
And of degradation, is the only factor
Beauty rests in our closed eyes
With the open, there are only lies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good one.... like it...... amazed