Hidden Pain
My beloved and me are in love line
I claim to be hers and she is just mine
Is all a compromise to remain fine
Are both of us intoxicated by love wine
With all this I heard her in real, pain
To declare not to be in this disdain
Pain in their in knots of this love chain
To please my love I became insane
But if I get a place to spend a night
I am no more ready to take but a bite
Love has darkened me I need light
In constant torturer where is delight
To tease ourselves we want to please
One glance makes us but to cease
If we open up all just crease by crease
Then we will but to just pain increase
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
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