Lunatic Fits
I am carried away by your beauty my beloved
It is what makes me to go through lunatic fits
My soul and my heart are ready for love bid
My love, love has nothing to do with intelect, wits
Full moonlit nights haunt me to be with you
On a long route with a set of fragrant trees
I want to accompany through and through
Love takes safe and sound through all seas
I and you my love are really inseparable
So let be heart to heart and hand to hand
Love makes me my love calm and stable
Love makes me iconoclast and the rebel
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow
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