Col Muhamad Khalid Khan

Gold Star - 48,922 Points (Ist May 1958 / Abbottabad Pakistan)

My Suture - Poem by Col Muhamad Khalid Khan

When you put your finger on your lips
My heart dangles and is enthralled
Beauty for its promotion needs no tips
Love awaits for whenever is called

Your glowing eyes and your chin
Your curly hair are dancing around
Are more sufficient to just bring in
Marvelous beauty with its all love sound

Your daring look makes you brave
Your challenging style is over and above
With this glamour my heart to pave
Let me my sweet heart extend my love

Let be friends to tease all the rivals
Let us touch the height of glorious future
Let me count moon lit night revivals
Please heal my wounds and be my suture

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Limerick


Comments about My Suture by Col Muhamad Khalid Khan

  • (9/11/2015 4:07:00 AM)


    Very unique way of looking at true love, after having been wounded in love before. Please heal my wounds and be my suture Very profound concept. Love it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/10/2015 1:00:00 PM)


    Deep love poem nicely depicted and aptly presented. Stunning one. TFS. .....10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 10, 2015



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