Death Comes In Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

My heart is sinking my eyes are blurred
I am the man who is just no more heard
Death is coming on her own pace to take
Then it will shake me severely to break
Life is a transit camp for temporary stay
It times sheer dark at times a streak, a ray
No choice to come and no choice to leave
In chaos what is to reject what is to believe
As a staunch servant I am bound to orders
I have to travel all earthly heavenly borders
I am on land my limit is the clear blue sky
Without even wings I am bestowed to fly
In this entire struggle I am but all alone
My spirit ids borrowed my body is a loan
Expectations are high submissions are low
Still my endure and passion make me to glow
As a last desire I want to kiss feet of my Master
Then I will be pleased if death comes faster

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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