Painted Eyes
How many eyes will you paint my dear to see
Your image in the mirrors just all around you
Love for beauty is eternal not based on any plea
It is not good to see oneself through and through
Music of heart, music of soul is beyond creation
Love pursues and beauty gets soothing vibration
Life does not fit in either in my or in your fashion
Body embraces death leaving soul with passion
My sweetheart paint my soul in love leaving body
You can capture my real love if you can paint free
With painted soul eternally without wink I will see
Not my real self but my eyes with just painted copy
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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