Heart of A Poet The autumn has snatched the attire of the trees But you are still mourning the robes of the queens Eyes have gathered all blood in them to cease And you are talking about the beauty of the teens
What all is world a cover under cover to uncover Its oddities and idiosyncrasies to present, portray What a wonderful creatures are the poets as lovers For the peace progress and prosperity they but pray
I am poet what I see I present you may like or dislike At times I do take blood from heart to sight to write Which may inflict heart of sensitives to attack or strike I am a soldier poet I know how to present and to fight
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2017 Golden Glow