Ghazal 9 Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Love my love, so is pure to celebrate
Beauty needs its tenure to celebrate
My sweetheart I praise your graces
It is nothing but allure to celebrate
Man has conquered entire universe
It is just why every tour to celebrate
Your curves have given life to beauty
I ensure you to your contour celebrate
Poverty has gone down to the roots
We are busy for saboteur to celebrate
Truth has embraced altar in trance
Public is demanding savior to celebrate
Human values were overtaken by tricks
Innocence at stake is demure to celebrate
Harsh weather has taken dress of trees
We are in a mood azure to celebrate
Pure have been sold like a commodity
Barons are ready impure to celebrate
Mehr is in chains like a sinner in trance
But just a fool intends tenure to celebrate

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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