Soul To Brim Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Soul to Brim
My cup of love is empty please fill
It with your charming sweet wine
Magic of love has made me but still
But I am delighted that you are mine

Let the magic of beauty to play
Let me fill my thirsty soul to brim
Allow every benign sweet ray
Allow me to make me but just trim

To your great expectations dear
Weather has come up to be sweet
Allow me to be near and near
To touch our souls to openly meet

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan