English Ghazal 16 Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

English Ghazal
Don't play with fire less you burn your hands
Love is like music which travels in all bands
How can love be written on receding waves
I am a stupid person making images on sands
When I look in to your eyes flowers start bloom
All barren lands convert in to the flowery lands
We my love are one bound in a chain to love
Love in search of beauty is knitted in the strands
I am an ordinary human from mud of my land
You my sweetheart come from all the fairylands
Mehr is full of love just from his heart and soul
What Love I carry in heart, beloved understands
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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