Death Comes Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Death Comes



My days are counted my breath is to seize
What can I do just nothing but to release
No hope is left nothing comes with breeze
My ambitions are fading crease by crease

My destiny is clear with pain and torture
What ever I see seems nothing but blur
Growing from an amber now I am on alter
Today I am tomorrow will make me were

So helpless I am But still I can not scream
In this darkness there is no ray no beam
As an individual leaving behind my team
I am just nothing but a part of bigger scheme

Death takes me as a guest from world's breast
Facing test after test for still another test
Being best creation I was declared the best
My journey is alone by leaving all the rest

Note. My brother is on deathbed for whom I have written it with tears.

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow

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