Too many people are fearful, regarding
contact with The Divine; they realize
that they will be transformed by God,
but unrelentingly remain unwilling…

to make a commitment to His Kingdom.
Being identified as a Christian, grips
them with apprehension; the idea of
ridicule pierces their soul; wisdom

from God currently evades them, since
a deficiency of Faith constrains them;
with the presence of the Holy Spirit,
one is empowered to properly evince

God’s Truth for successful living.
We’re made to stand out; holy fire
within us illuminates God’s Love at
work in us with humble thanksgiving.

never more
i wanna go back
i don’t want my sterile sadness
this comfort of sadness
i wanna feel, i wanna scream
not sustain fake relationships
i want to make it, will my brain let me?
I need human flesh
I crave human flesh
I need some reality
I had needed it so bad
I needed to ditch my stylish sadness
now it’s coming back

Invisible lines and curves
Extend from skin to skin,
In waves, from eyes to eyes
Closing the distance faster than light
Is this gravity,
Catching the eyes,
Binding the minds,
Bending the thoughts,
Charging the skin,
Pulling us in?

I found a new way
of being misunderstood
all the while
looking for the opposite;
arriving at the shores
of the wrong land,
so my discoverers
and your natives
immediately went to war;
thus worlds collide
at the hands of words

her lips,
of blooming poppy,
hold promises of *****,
slipping past the choices,
knowing they'd be caught
too late, and not before
they've met desires
secretly
in shadows underneath
the moonlit balconies

The universe within us;
The light of a million suns explodes
Throughout my head,
And solely from physical contact

Our first glance,
Did his eyes dance?
Eye contact,
Was that that?

My lovely white rose I kiss petals one by one
Your gestures communicate from skin to skin
My love is burning in you like a blazon sun
My beats in contact with yours may commit sin

My sweetheart your beauty has enthralled me
It intends to play with me like youth in prime
I am just like a drop of wine in your green sea
Space will take refuge in the warm lap of time

Let my beauty caress and kiss love relentlessly
Let beauty to bloom in just real time and space
Let us be away from rut of life to be totally free
Let me follow from pace to pace,place to place

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

twohundredthirty days
with no touch
skin to skin
the things I would do
the money I would pay
oh how I long for the warmth
in any way
please
someone
let me in
or let me die soon
with no kin
being so untouched
I consider a sin
could be as simple as
a brush of my hair
or a stroke of my chin
because no human contact
is a loss
not a win