Real Love Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

I have left love lamp to the wind
Under all odds i will not bend
For your fragrance i will pretend
You and me are of super blend

You are like intoxicating wine
I am yours and you are mine
In your sweet company all is fine
Your love always is on my life line

Sublimity of love takes to sallow
It increases and never mellow
From spring green it touches yellow
In sheer loneliness sound of hello

Love first butchers then puts to ashes
Starts at union terminates at clashes
Full of wrath packed with lashes
Shameful, shameless bashful bashes

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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