Life is a series of illness after illness and decease after decease
I am in sheer love and from my beloved I got gift of love agonies
My sweetheart I am indebted in love and take this just ecstasies
Still I am hopeful that you will open the window for love breeze
You have full right over me so play with my heart as you desire
I know what your beauty is and I have decided to burn in the fire
I see your image everywhere less you my love to admire to inspire
Like a lunatic I roam door to door to inquire less I remain afire
Please do not test me to a limit which my love I never ever deserve
Like a humble staunch servant I want to bow and submit and serve
Throughout life one is still unable to appreciate beauty curve by curve
I have no one else less you, you have millions and millions in reserve
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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