Sweetness Poem by Naveed Akram

Sweetness is a remark made by you,
Its touch has special benefits that discovers,
And sweetness has the cradle of young men,
Sweet babies ask for more news of goodness.

Smiling has been the century of doubt,
It is the lost article and an innocent weapon
Much desired, for the lusts of plants
That burgeon in the polite winds are much.

Sweet rains overcome the feeding grounds,
Where the deflowering has occurred
And the plagues have been blown
As far as the towns and villages of dryness.