The Girl Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Thy beauty
Your green eyes,
Piercing
Looking from behind the veil
Black veil,
Torn on all sides
Weathering.
Your green eyes,
So many pains,
Youth and beauty,
Some black patches,
Below the red cheeks
And now,
Everything’s’ faded,
Deformed,
But color of your eyes,
Still piercing,
Alive inner self
Can’t hold my veil,
Where are my children
What you call future
My home,
Was there one
Mona Lisa,
So much perfection,
Her beauty lies in
Asymmetry
Wise people say.
My beauty,
In my destruction!