How the pulchritude of a flower aerates?

Playing ecstacy to all that see it to stay,

A perfect replica of a mortal rates

How good the God's grace in it array.

Whose slippery beauty per-say, a threat to the global ford

Rampaging zeal in all to have its call

And fragility places a gateway of a gloomy cord

Over the wreckage of fashioned stars preserve and fall.

How swift beauty sneezed?

A lasting pain in the memory of a lady

When ravished in the dark, mutilated and sqeezed.

The pride of age turns everlasting sorrow in mouldy.

O wondrous mistery, joy fades over night

And the works of glory timely blight.