I sit here lost in my own thoughts about the future in the most depressing way,
She asks me if I'm okay,
"I don't know"
I continue spiralling into my depressed dream,
I lye on the bed lost,
She lyes beside me,
I turn my head to look at her my eyes glazed in thought,
Thinking about her dying in my own hands,
She blows air on my face and I snap out of my thoughts,
She begins to laugh and I laugh with her admiring her powers.

How can I begin to describe her,
The way she smiles is stupidly infectious,
Which always follows with her laugh,
That is intoxicating,
Her hair smells like lilies in the spring right after the morning dew,
Her attitude is of a doe,
She is shy but is curious about everything,
She is easygoing but can't sit still for long,
She likes cars especially Bentley's,
Her style is always different,
She never changes but I feel I am always meeting someone new that's still her,
When I tell her one of my stupid jokes she always laughs,
I think it's because she feels sorry for me,
But I don't care as long as I see her laugh and her eyes sparkle.

As the world spins around me,
You float towards me and you hold my hand,
I pause as my world comes to a halt and I turn to look at you,
Our worlds stand still as the rest spin on,
I stare into your eyes and I see the universe floating with endless wonder,
We dance slowly as the world spins,
You lay your head on my shoulder as we dance,
I smell your hair and tell you that your beautiful,
She just mumbles something unimpressed,
I love her and she I,
We dance what I hope will be eternity,

My sweetheart let me put my champagne on your ice
This fiery act will take us to life to increase love price
Victory is confirmed before opening the cork so nice
My love your enchanting beauty has increased spice

The taste of kiss vibrates violently like flood in blood
You are so innocent so charming and so soft like bud
My sweetheart you are so sweet so flowery like florid
Taking you the most beautiful beauty of world I opted

Come to my open arms embrace me with the fragrance
Being all alone in my room I feel your worthy presence
All beauty of the universe is prejudiced to your cadence
Let me be a true lover to salute my love to your brilliance

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Isn't stupid how we walk around like we deserve everything,
We deserve to have food,
We deserve to be rich,
But do we deserve to starve,
Do we deserve to be poor,
Do we deserve to have addictions,
Do we deserve to have racial minority,
Do we deserve to have war,
Do we deserve to become sick,
Do we deserve to be "damaged"
Do we deserve to die,
Do we deserve to live while others die,
Do we deserve everything?
Do we really want to deserve everything.

We hear Donald Trump might become president,
And we thought we had it bad when we voted for Justin Trudeau.

When the U.S. Bought Alaska we were happy we didn't have to be the biggest country in the world.

If Donald Trump wins we have tons of room, and ****.

You guys legalized gay marriage, you  guys are great at simon says.

We are surprised still no one has tried to throw a nuclear missile yet at you, since you do stick yours up everybody else's ***.

If Donald Trump wins he should visit Canada and find out what multiculturalism is, if that's not to big of a word for his mind.

O and let's not forget multi religious, free health care, (and not just for the middle class)
Big *** guns that can **** people are illegal, and our gun regulations actually work.
We actually invest in things other than our military.
That have their ***** in other people's country that the U.S. Just "legally" gets and begins to dictate stuff. They "own" 3/4 of the earth.
So that's why the United States Of America is $34 trillion in glorious debt.

My sister tells me my mom hits her when no ones around,
It's her way of expressing how she feels,
My sister was the "surprise" of the family,
And the punching bag to my mother who uses her as an outlet of her inability to understand her daughter,
How can I do something to stop her,
Yet alone say something to stand up for even myself,
I feel like a ****** tiny *** shield that's absolutely useless for protection,
I try to stand up for my sister,
Try to save her from her ever collapsing mind of depression,
While my parents try to invade her mind with religious propaganda,
I feel like a crutch for my sister that's to short but still supports her enough for her to carry on another day,
I don't talk to her about much,
She just needs someone there while she listens to TØP, FOB, BVB, MCR, etc.
While reciting every single verse by heart shaking from the emotion of the songs,
I'm not that brother who sits there and nods my head pretending to listen to bands she's trying to get me to remember,
I'm the brother who would rather remember the names of every band member of every band she trying to get me to remember,
Rather than have her sitting alone in her room having an anxiety attack wondering and thinking about everything,

I might not be as smart as her,
Or even close to understanding her,
But the one thing I get from me being her big brother is when she needs me,
Even if it's for some stupid reason,
There is nothing,
Absolutely nothing that would stop me from being there for her,

I found this girl,
Her name is Pardis,
Every time I say it I think of the Tardis,
But before that I just see her beautiful smile drifting casually across her face,
Her eyes shine with ideas,
She is shy,
When she talks the earth shakes,
But when she sings the earth stops to hear,
She floats around the world with an ever present glee,
She fascinates me in every way possible.

I sit here wondering the meaning of life through the expression of religion,
I'm trying to define multiple things at once that are far more complex to just "define".
I like to do it,
It distracts me from reality,
As I sit here in this Eastern Catholic Church, mesmerized by the somber feel of tradition, the way the priest sways the incense to the sad slow rhythm of the singing choir. How every word is sang not said as it ruins the holy gift. Not many people come here anymore, to long for their busy lives. My favourite time to come is Good Friday, when you walk through the entrance this unexplainable amount of emotions hit you, you feel so sad you know why you feel sad, but yet you can't explain why, this "religious" feeling fills me and I am swept up by it. In this bath of emotions I wonder about other religions, what is their most somber time in their religious calendar. I want to explore them and feel the pain, humbleness, holiness, power, and agony that is so strongly expressed that even though I may not understand that religion I am captivated and stirred with emotions. That is feeling religion, but if I was to feel such emotion then I then would want to understand it. Thus further opening my eyes to the meaning of religion, or at least being able to grasp or better define the human explanation for religion.

"Mommy,Daddy!" I scream my parents come rushing in,
"There's a monster under my bed!"
My parents role their eyes,
"I swear it's here, just look!" I say
"There's no such thing as monsters." My parents say,
"Just look please!"
""Fine" my dad looks under the bed and says
"Come look, see there are no monsters."
I look under my bed and see a mirror and the monster looking at me,
My dad screams as he looks in the mirror I am the monster that sleeps under my bed.

We shared everything ,
We told lies together,
Stood by each other's side,
Sometimes against us,
We understood each other without a word spoken,
We showed love for one another by being around each other,
We always took interest in others hobbies what ever it was,
We always followed each other even if it meant trouble or pain,
We were the inseparable two stooges,
We understood how each other felt,
When one needed help,
Help was less than a feeling away,
We stood up for each other,
Or made fun of them,
We laugh together,
Never shed a tear together,
We always argued always knowing the other was right,
We wrestled when ever,
Broke lots of things together,
Hung out with the same people,
Never wanted to be seen together,
But still missed each other's presence,
We say 'I love you' with '*******',

So ******* bro and I love you.