When life screws you this hard
are you supposed to
     scream?
     Or sigh?
Or just shut up and enjoy
     the ride?

My love your eyes are black like dark night
Your red lips are leaving sign of love on me
During this moonlit night we want love flight
I want to sail through you as thru Green Sea

Beauty with all its fragrance is to be explored
Love may kindle its candle with its all streaks
How essence of beauty can be easily ignored
The black moles are shining on glowing cheeks

Beauty in the company of love asks celebration
Let us make this night a wonderful experience
Let be the pioneers to change the world fashion
Cadence of beauty increases but love's credence

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Holding the knife as I lick the blade. I think it is sharp enough. I slice a piece of paper and listen to the sound with my eyes closed. I rub the cool steel blade along my wrist. I look as the veins pulse. I wonder how long it hurts, I wonder how the flowing blood feels. I am not sure if I will do it just yet. I am still undecided. Each day I sharpen the blade, each day I contemplate make the cut. I only know that if I decide to do it, I will cut it long ways.

He wanted something
easier than you.
That is not to say
you are a challenge
or that she is cheap,
rather, that he is weak.

Oh how she tried to impress. Oh how she fought to put the worm on the hook. With patients of a saint she fought the mosquitos and flies on a clear and sunny day. After all the plays and gallery openings, finally she agreed to do one thing I liked. Manicured nails and highlights in her hair, she endured wildlife hell on earth. Slinging her rod and reel in a wild flailing motion, I watched true beauty in rare form. Despite snagging herself with a wormy hook and pulling in a fish that nearly got the boat turned over. I would not trade our fishing date for anything, because now I know she truly loves me.

Humans like to think
Other humans are
Replaceable.
Humans like to think
That they themselves
Are not.

But let me let you in on a secret:
Everyone is either a lesson
Or a blessing.

No lesson can be replaced,
And neither can any blessing.

Because in some way,
They were necessary to make you who you are.

I was told recently
About a book.
"The Missing Piece" by Shel Silverstein.

The lesson I was given from this book,
Is that you can have all kinds of pieces!
Pieces that don't fit, pieces that would never fit,
And pieces that look like they should fit but don't at all.

So if you ever feel replaceable,
Remember you are someone's perfect missing piece.
You just have to sort out through all the not-so perfect pieces first.

And before I cut this off,
I should explain,
Your perfect piece is not perfect because it is perfect in the textbook definition of the word.
Your piece is perfect
Because you will be so completely perfect to someone (All your damage, broken parts, and scars too) that you will not need to be perfect, no.

You will just have to be you,
And that in itself
Is irreplaceable.

Don't you think it's just a bit funny that
Maybe you could have liked me had she not
Waltzed about with her perky ***** and flawless
Life hiding under ten pounds of ***** rouge because
For a while that's what I called her not because I truly
Believed that was what she is but only out of the thoughts that
If not for her I'd still have a chance don't you think it's the least
Bit hilarious that as soon as your relationship began our
Friendship seemed to have disappeared and now
I'm stuck here regrettably in love with you and
Leaving class the second you walk in  if only
Because I begin to panic with anxiety and heartbreak my
Heart is broken because of you and I spend hours
Awake crying when I really should be sleeping but
I suppose this is the way of the world but you should know
That if this is you exhibiting your godliness then
I don't want to know your god because he seems
Cruel and partial and mean to those
Who were not born into his beliefs and if I was
Created in his image then **** I want to
Die because you're not the nice man I thought
You were but merely a teenage boy

Ive always wondered why you still hold onto me tight,
We were together eons ago,
I told you long ago our future wasn't bright.
*So why don't you let me go?