She says my heart is beautiful I think it is her reflection
Which makes my beloved to show me that I can't explain
Both love and beauty are in chain to make perfection
This is the grace which makes both of us to bear the pain
Love is constant torture ,full of trials and of tribulations
When one is involved there is no way to come out of rut
But surely it leads one to new horizons,avenues,beacons
Still whosoever opts for is definitely perfect and fortunate
My beloved through all pleasure and torture I maintain
I will go through this novel experience till the last day
Let my sweetheart play hide and seek in the drizzling rain
To come out let us pray to come out as a lightening ray
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Dec 27, 2016
Dec 27, 2016 at 1:49 PM UTC
She says my heart is beautiful I think it is her reflection
Which makes my beloved to show me that I can't explain
Both love and beauty are in chain to make perfection
This is the grace which makes both of us to bear the pain
Love is constant torture ,full of trials and of tribulations
When one is involved there is no way to come out of rut
But surely it leads one to new horizons,avenues,beacons
Still whosoever opts for is definitely perfect and fortunate
My beloved through all pleasure and torture I maintain
I will go through this novel experience till the last day
Let my sweetheart play hide and seek in the drizzling rain
To come out let us pray to come out as a lightening ray
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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