O!dear God has given you two quality
One is creativity and other is beauty
One shows inwardly,other outwardly
Both run equally on this track of worldly
Yet has great difference between whole
One is seen by mortal eyes,other by soul
One reveals the truth which is hidden
The other creates a trap of illusion
Your beauty attract the youngest
They fall upon you almost
But when they fulfill their desire
They move on others to have hire
This creates all misery and tension
Then your pen makes all creation
Feelings come through your heart
Ink paints down them as immortal art
Beauty ends with the passage of time
But your words live forever in your rhyme
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