Oh my beloved I understand
That your beauty is full of fire
You want to be hand in hand
But being like a naked wire
You don't want to burn me
Hence you never come near
When your just eyes can see
You take me near and dear
Love is like lunatic's trance
Where one can burn his soul
Hence no one takes a chance
To embrace a burning doll
Lunatic people are like fire
They don't care about the life
Hence I will sell and hire
This double edged cutting knife
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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