As Gift Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

As Gift
You have spread thorns on my way
Let me present red roses as award
You played with passion but to stay
Alive to see effects of thorns on card

I do understand your hatred to say
I left you without sucking you hard
I left your innocence to see the day
Not to make but you just time barred

But let me tell you now my stance
I will take revenge for this bad deed
In your barren land I will sow seed
Which will change your cast, creed

So I present red roses with thorns
Take them as a gift for that real rift
I will take you from your soft horns
And will poison you fountain as gift

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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