When I drink wine from wonderful eternal cup
The beauty of cup-bearer makes me to dance
Love when mix up with beauty becomes worship
This wonderful experience is outcome of glance
Whosoever drinks this wine is drunk to the brim
The taste and flavor one can never ever explain
Intoxicated eyes make love so sweet in paradigm
Beauty starts sparkling like autumn drizzling rain
My passion, emotion when takes her to embrace
Love blazons and starts dancing but all around
Real lover is that who takes wine with real grace
Makes beauty in real sense to kiss and surround
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 3:48 AM UTC
When I drink wine from wonderful eternal cup
The beauty of cup-bearer makes me to dance
Love when mix up with beauty becomes worship
This wonderful experience is outcome of glance
Whosoever drinks this wine is drunk to the brim
The taste and flavor one can never ever explain
Intoxicated eyes make love so sweet in paradigm
Beauty starts sparkling like autumn drizzling rain
My passion, emotion when takes her to embrace
Love blazons and starts dancing but all around
Real lover is that who takes wine with real grace
Makes beauty in real sense to kiss and surround
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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