Love To String
I have been bruised just thrown from towers
I am torn in to pieces being hopeless, helpless
I converted my pains into blooming flowers
I have hidden my tears under my happiness
Do not play with my passion and sentiments
My inner ego mars me, kills me with weapon
If I look back I find my downtrodden footprints
In the process I lost myself and my every action
Let me assemble all my broken pieces into whole
Let me take you near to heart to listen breathing
Time has injured and bruised my heart my soul
Let me take image of beauty with love to string
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
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