Credence and Cadence
Eyes, sweet eyes are at a leaf to stare
Transitiveness of life to be understood
When nothing is at choice what to care
Then there is no may might or should
Only perennial thing is love my beloved
Which has its own season and reason
Streak of light comes out from but mud
It goes back to abode in proper season
A glance does make a real difference
It gives air to love, beauty and passion
Love be the only credence and cadence
The beautiful style makes it a fashion
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow
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