I Am Fake Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

My love you love my eyes with sincerity
Then how come that eyes tell but just lies
You young lass I am victim of austerity
I can't be yours because of my heart cries

You found me my love but it is too late
A man with heart and soul just but lost
Someone long ago have taken on date
Please do not ask me on what price, cost

But rest assure your pain I can't tolerate
Hence I suggest to tear me apart to take
You are not my fortune but just my fate
I am not a real man but just totally fake

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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