Painful Memory
Sand whispers in the desert to tell the story
Of love and beauty to persevere to bloom
All sand dunes are fed up of painful memory
Whether for the taste of happiness or gloom

Love burns under the sun but protects beauty
The lovers at times are taken over by warmth
Burning sun with burning fire just test sincerity
Love really is a blazon burning like fiery hearth

Why I love you my love because you are fire
I am that moth who wants to burn like a moth
My love my sweetheart is the declared desire
For your sake I can take any hatred and wrath

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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