Beauty
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
Scruplous food of bashful lessie
Is it a climax to reach a pitch of glory
Is it a chill in ice-capped mountains
Is it a mean to achive something high
Or a patchwork of exorbitant smile
poem by Hafiz Qasim
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