A Poet
A poet has no age and no choice
Whatever entices becomes dream
He is always ready to pay price
For that wonderful eternal beam
Love he carries on his sleeves
So sparingly he opts to reciprocate
Pleasure comes and leaves
The moment makes him to associate
Love is what he aspires in life
Where ever he happens to find
His sense to love on the knife
Which always makes him blind
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2019 Love Remains
A very thoughtful tribute to a real poet. Thanks. Iquote: He is always ready to pay price For that wonderful eternal beam
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As always love rhyme and rhythm a poem lace with the truth. Thankfor sharing this insightful poem