The Beauty Fads Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The beauty fads

Flowers in full boom
And spare no room
For fragrance to pass all over
And spread smell here and there

With an advent of morning
It has shining and appeal
Appeal for peace and freshness
To rush on face

The flowers always reflect
The mood of nature and act
It has sense to know the seasons
And feel happy with all reasons

Everybody pay respect and observe
With keenness and behave
In a manner to play role of protector
And bring good name as stage actors

It is plain fact
That everything must reflect
In our daily acts
Remember one thing "The beauty always lasts and fad"

Pic: - Mariam shah