Sharp Razor To Cut Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Your beauty is just like a razor sharp to cut
Under the circumstances love acts as bandit
Even then love pierces me as a stray bullet
Let my sweetheart touch in trance the infinite

Very many lovers has been butchered by love
What you do is in vogue for centuries not now
Procedure remains same in where what and how
But Still I love you my just real innocent dove

You have taken over with your alluring beauty
Now I am totally in the servitude and not free
I will remain as such whatever circumstances be
Which never dies down love is evergreen tree

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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