Victim Of Glance Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Victim of Glance
I can't afford my love I know
But still I give you a free choice
Love is a pure stream to flow
Whether I weep or just rejoice

My love You may not express
But I can just always understand
Less you how can someone impress
What one carries in heart love band

You have your elegance as a sign
I have my humility as a stance
You are my bottle of love wine
I am just a real victim of glance

Col Muhammad Khalid khan
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