Col Muhamad Khalid Khan

Gold Star - 59,180 Points (Abbottabad Pakistan)

Make Me Green - Poem by Col Muhamad Khalid Khan

In this jungle of humans I am counting my breath
Come and take me along, Oh death, sweet death
I can not bear more pain and more torture my Lord
Shower your mercy be kind to your follower, ward
I do not know what to do and how to ask for solace
Please come down to me like a Creator to embrace
What is life and death and what remains in between
I am pale yellow in illness only you can make green
I was sent to this world which was not as per choice
Hence I as a right have a right to be happy to rejoice
But still I know the state of my helplessness as man
I am a staunch follower I have to go as per your plan
Your beauty haunts me your love takes me to peaks
I am enlightened with your light I full with streaks
You are Lord I am servant please look after servitude
You are kind in boundless limits I still remain crude

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 16, 2016

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