You have chained my love and imprisoned for beauty
Who can be more cruel than just you in the city
My sweetheart I know you are charming and pretty
Your charming style is ever haunting never witty
Blood sneaks through the pores and colors my hands
It will ultimately be swept away by waves from the sands
No fragrance of flowers can reciprocate garlands
Tears come and kiss emotions from bands after bands
What is world a sarcasm, a play to show and to see
People play in series what is wrong and right could be
What is love, what is beauty what is chain in thee
What should take along as ultimately a valid plea
My heart when its torn oozes blood drop by drop
Even is there a point where all mockery is to stop
If emotions are derailed then they will definitely flop
Humanity bare footed bare headed has to crop and to hop
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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