Nothing I have body nor soul to swing
But whatever remains I can just bring
I do appreciate in company, can see spring
From heart to heart there remains a string
lovers go through a severe test of patience
Even being totally crippled carry cadence
It mostly remains hidden in the conscience
Its fragrance carries hindrance after hindrance
Beauty is what instigates fire in the love
Peace celebrates itself like innocent dove
Under the circumstance chance left is bow
Who knows from where love crops ,how
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 4:50 AM UTC
Nothing I have body nor soul to swing
But whatever remains I can just bring
I do appreciate in company, can see spring
From heart to heart there remains a string
lovers go through a severe test of patience
Even being totally crippled carry cadence
It mostly remains hidden in the conscience
Its fragrance carries hindrance after hindrance
Beauty is what instigates fire in the love
Peace celebrates itself like innocent dove
Under the circumstance chance left is bow
Who knows from where love crops ,how
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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