My love is reticent while beauty is blunt
I am down the drain she is on the front
Love is a deer which beauty is to hunt
For her graces I am ready to take brunt
Reflection of her beauty just takes life
Appreciating beauty I remain on knife
For her sake I do not mind any strife
But what I aspire is to make her wife
But like every thing beauty has a price
All my rivals do believe just to be bias
Enemy remains enemy how he be nice
With warmth of my love I will break ice
Col Muhammad Khalid khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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