Life has given me pain and torture
My sweetheart behaves like butcher
Difficulties are in cluster after cluster
Life is nothing but a death chamber
Now it has become difficult to breathe
Poisoned sword comes out of sheath
My beloved comes out with wreathe
My restless soul crops up just to seethe
What is life who will make me learn
Turn after turn and to **** and to burn
In sojourn we discern to take concern
Let us feel intoxicated but at the tavern
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 12:29 PM UTC
Life has given me pain and torture
My sweetheart behaves like butcher
Difficulties are in cluster after cluster
Life is nothing but a death chamber
Now it has become difficult to breathe
Poisoned sword comes out of sheath
My beloved comes out with wreathe
My restless soul crops up just to seethe
What is life who will make me learn
Turn after turn and to **** and to burn
In sojourn we discern to take concern
Let us feel intoxicated but at the tavern
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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