Will not donate
my bloodstained shirt.
It divides the cuffs.

The alphabet turns
around to watch the fall
of syntax.

Everynight I wait
for the moon to rise
from the crescent of golden eyes―

for another encounter
with a god, who
would not listen to soliloquy

of a rich begger―
sitting in the ruins of a temple,
he built of dreams.

You say you love me so much so you want to burn me alive
My sweetheart I like fire so much so let me enjoy to dive
Like a staunch innocent lover of fire let me get you to thrive
I am a real soldier and romantic lover allow me to strive

I want to be burnt by all streaks of fire of your body to be pure
I want to be taken over by fire bit by bit to gracefully endure
The reality of love will come in sight when it is tested to be sure
I have accepted you as my real fortune my love let me assure

But I do realize that fire of beauty burns to make iron real gold
So rest assure before being burnt alive Petal by petal I will unfold
Your love has made me realist straightforward ,frank and bold
Come in my arms embrace me with eternal grace let me hold

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

There's a girl with sad eyes
And a cigarette between her lips
She's thinking about old memories
Finding there's more pain than happiness within
So she sits there smoking her cigarette
With sad eyes and a broken heart