The Beauty - Will It Stay Forever? Poem by Arshad Ahmad

The beauty, oh my darling
Will fade, will be vague
Thou aren't thence
Where there's forever existence(heaven)
Thou are, whence
there's, death is in persistence
This oddly inclinations,
Will converged Into, glee
When thou will, hear your inner voice
Deem, this'd be happening
Firmly stances nurtured by appearance
Will be gone, at fifties-sixties
This stiffness will be expelled
Without apprising thee,
Thy sight will become, feeble
And it will only behold, what's near
The things, won't seem far
But it is, my darling it is
What do you, anticipate
After inspecting, thyself in the mirror
Will it be forevermore
Thou know it's verity
My darling thou know
The way thou, amble with grace
will steadily be changed
The suitable coiffure,
Will become unsettled soon
The age will come, and will remould thou
In something, you'll contradict
But my dear darling,
The thing won't change
Is thy gratitude
It won't get old, with the age
It doesn't wrinkle,
Neither it can fade,
My darling thats what
Thy inner voice state
if thou won't listen to it
Then, Incline towards me
I'll give out, the best of thou
From thou, hath beautiful existence
But gratitude, sometimes
ain't indulge with beauty
But thou posses perfectionism
Of Sense of wit and charm
That could be evolved, effortlessly