Do you know that my beloved jasmine
When be in my arms will make river dry
Her fiery wish will burn me in pure green
She will take my life and make my soul fly
Love is a metaphor, simile or metonymy
With different shades, indifferent blades
It touches heart travels in alleys blindly
It maintains its color and never ever fades
My sweetheart in your pure white robe
You have changed my darkness into light
Love remains colorful, colorblind on globe
In darkness it makes surroundings bright
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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