Why ocean is so thirsty that its waves lick
The feet of beloved on shore being so sick
You have yours and she just carries her ethic
You are fanatic and she in her graces angelic
Music of ocean plays with soul of the angels
Beauty in candle surpasses all other candles
It flows like vehement flood in all channels
Rose withers but gives its beauty to its petals
Let my love your beauty be caressed by ocean
Communicate your soul with lover one on one
Beauty has her own style and love has its season
Be my soul let me take you as my love passion
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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