The way you look at me I cant sustain I die
My sweetheart do not just make me cry
Your charm and graces make me fly high
I find my self in lap of the clear blue sky
Let me taste good graces of your cheeks
Let me surmount your vulnerable peaks
Let me touch your heartbeat my heart seeks
Let your beauty flourish for days and weeks
Extend me a kiss and embrace of life
Take me away from all poverty and strife
Do not play with me on the edge of a knife
Take me in arms and be my sweet wife
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Sweet heart never makes cry. This is absolutely expressive poem. A wife's love is nice in sweet home and she cares always. Amazing poem on life and love.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm nice