Let my beloved forget about the past row
Let us be real friends again let shake hands
Love stream is that which never loses flow
It is not which is written something on sands

My love your curves and your sweet gestures
Make me to see you and understand the reality
So that I can write on beauty many chapters
Let's declare mutual terms, conditions to agree

Henceforth to be in mutual love and respect
Not to blame but to forebear all odds together
Let us be on one grid to be just really perfect
It is not good to play with love petals to wither

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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