Col Muhamad Khalid Khan

Gold Star - 53,830 Points (Ist May 1958 / Abbottabad Pakistan)

Makes Me Me - Poem by Col Muhamad Khalid Khan

As a humble slave I request to Thee
Please be merciful to all the slaves
Only You have the power to see foresee
Who are downtrodden in dark caves
For sins and crimes I don't have any plea
A straight path a sinner just only paves
If he is pardoned crime could be
I do not know but my heart craves
In this deep deadly surrounded sea
With nothing in hands He comes saves
And graciously makes me free
Innocence of my heart jumps, raves
When my Master makes me, me
Destiny touches the feet of braves

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Limerick

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 25, 2015

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