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
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 6:32 AM UTC
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
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