Hand Shake Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

I still feel that touch of class to surpass
Of that lass which was pure like glass
She was communicating all with bass
I was enthralled and was totally lost alas

That touch of beauty with sheer love
Of my innocent and young little dove
I was not o n land but on the sky above
Taken over completely by my lady love

So this is how love nurture with one touch
I have not had experience of beauty as such
From the day I am taking along love much
Hence now beauty and love are in one clutch

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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