Let me be clear and fair in a tone to tell
It is we who make world heaven or hell
Being egoist if we contain in a closed shell
This world is beautiful place to live to dwell
We aleady know what we purchase and sell
Whenever I am in a trance or under love spell
My idiosyncrasies make me sick and unwell
Your love makes me an iconoclast and rebel
So let forget for once and for all this dirty row
Let us be more mature to grow and just to glow
I sacrifice my heart and soul on your eyebrow
Beauty makes my love in veins like blood to flow
But in my hmbleness of my attitude this I know
I have nothing but you lot many graces to show
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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