And she smiled the same smile,
And she cried the same tears,
She batted the same eyelashes,
And she feared the same fears.
As much as she had changed,
It was as if time had stood still.
And she remained the same
Light haired, spunky, green eyed
Girl that she was entering the world.
As much pain as she endured,
Her sorrows had finally been cured,
And it was then and only then,
That time chose to start again.

You ask for dreams so take my dreams
These are my little fireflies in the dark
Leave me in darkness by taking beams
But still you can not take my love spark

I love you hence I can sacrifice you like
You can strike on heart way you strike
On my way in my life you are turnpike
For me my sweetheart is just fairy-like

My sweet beloved I am fully entrapped
My love is enthralled your beauty is rapt
You are most suitable I am totally inapt
Still being lovers we are rightly clapped

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

A HUMAN IS CRYING

The dog is dreaming
under the piano

asleep across
its foot pedals.

The clock announces
the seconds

in a loud hear ye hear ye
town cryer's voice.

A bumble bee is arguing
furiously with the glass

of a cracked
window pane.

Time is defeated.

A human is crying.

Time is different
for the clock, the bee and

the crying human.

Time ceases to exist
lost in his grief.

His brother is dead.

Somewhere in the journey
around the sun

he has left the planet.

Earth continues on
without him.

He sees his brother
everywhere.

Strangers
wear his face.

Walk with his gait.

He almost expects
to hear

his voice in the dark
at the turn of the stairs.

He sees him many times
in many mirrors.

Or in the back of a spoon.

His face trapped
in a cobweb.

It always appears
as if...as if

he has just left
the room and

will be back
any second now

but: he isn't. . .

The dog is still
asleep under the piano.

The clock has run
out of time.

The silence is terrifying.

The bee it seems is
dozing on the window ledge.

The human
is crying.

I've had a thousand conversations with you in my mind this week.


I already know what you will say.


My responses,
yes,
...they are rehearsed.


My patience is limited for,
       unlike you,
...I have seen this movie before.


Sorry,

            "It doesn't mean I do not love you,

in fact,

...it means the opposite."




...because you are all I think about

                                                               -constantly.

* It is not that I am really smart
It is not that I am really smart
It is not that I am really smart. *


I see you all.

All the time,

endlessly

And I guess
All I really want
Is silence
Peace
Resonating within me