I have washed my face so you shouldn't see tears
Which are just silently rolling down from my cheeks
My heart is injured , bruised by your sharp spears
I am no more in me you have thrown me from peaks

I trusted you, you broke my trust and left me alone
In this cruel world of all types of vultures and hounds
You have taken away my commanding voice ,tone
On your ground I just lost but all real valid grounds

This transitory world is neither yours and nor mine
We all are travelers of but an unknown destination
So we will never be able to refine and but to define
What is feeling of love and what is price of passion

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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