A Poet
A poet has no age and no choice
Whatever entices becomes dream
He is always ready to pay price
For that wonderful eternal beam

Love he carries on his sleeves
So sparingly he opts to reciprocate
Pleasure comes and leaves
The moment makes him to associate

Love is what he aspires in life
Where ever he happens to find
His sense to love on the knife
Which always makes him blind

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2019 Love Remains