With my morose eyes full of tears
I tender an apology for all my sins
Always large hearten are soothsayers
Hence they take all painful pins
You nurtured me with your blood
You taught me and made prudent
You saved me from every flood
On your mercy I remained dependent
Now I understood the discipline
Which my father you taught me
Discipline makes job well done
Now I understood the real plea
Please forgive me for my faults
Please pardon me for my bad deeds
Please don't create in love any halts
Don not break these graceful beads
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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