i wish fall had never left-
when it goes it takes everything.
thirty two candles for thirty two years
will i ever see the third.
if i go now it will be on my own terms.
find this and remember that i loved you-
and know that you always tried.

the cold wind calls my name and i am tired now
lay me out with flowers
and dream of the children we could have had.

She wants to play with my innocent emotions
I am neither robot nor a little doll to play with
This is what she wants to return for my devotions
This is what is all her alluring beauty's pith

Take me as human and play but with my heart
For the sake of it,just amuse you with my soul
Or give fair chance to both to willfully depart
But we have to separate pore to pore ,pole to pole

Even if we leave but let us know love will remain
Being the fragrance of passion it will go with azure
In the book of fate even if persists in chain,pain
Love will neither change its shape or its real color

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

I feel as if I'm a fluid.
I have no real meaning, other than to follow the current or to fit into the spaces where the cracks need to be filled.
I have no body, no mass, no substance.
I have no heart, no brain, no skin.
I smile when I'm told to and I flow where I'm needed.

I am a mirror image of the person I once was.
A reflection of a girl who once thought, felt, and spoke.
The girl I once was is long gone, buried below the surface, with her rays of light snuffed out.

My flower petal skin is now brown with decay.
My crown is now rusted.
I am no woman king.
I am a ghost.
An imaginary girl.
A reflection in a shattered mirror.

Don't get too close.
You may be cut by the edges.
Or caught in the current.
Or see the ghost of what once was.

But I promise my smile will never waver.
I promise I'll do what I'm told.