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Love is to burn and beauty is to discern
It is a point from where there is no return
Hence I have my concern to be more stern
We both enjoy and celebrate our pattern

Let me see in your eyes to nurture romance
Come in my arms to celebrate and to dance
How can I forget your sweet and lovely glance
Beauty  gives chance and love takes chance

From the day I am in love I burn in love fire
With every flame of fire I inspire to admire
My rivals inquire what I got from love desire
But I want to continue with desire till I expire

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
My sweetheart my love is so pleased in your service
Your beauty is treasure to which surrenders universe
In your style and graces you are so simple but diverse
On which my soul dances you are that poetic verse

Do not play hide and seek as clouds play with moon
For my love's worship your beauty is but just a boon
Please help my love ,love with graceful beauty attune
My love is like a barren land your beauty is monsoon

Let me taste the dew of your beauty with my love fire
Let me sail in ocean of beauty do not take me to mire
Please place your hand on my chest help me to inspire
My beloved take me be mine to aspire less I just expire

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Seth Milliman May 2016
I'm the worded avenger,
The clickety-clack of typewriters delight.
These are all I have of me,
Words that don't betray and leave.
What else can there be?
But empty pages filled with hollow words,
Leave all to be desired.
For reading can lose all its love,
When all words created expire.
An idea is very powerful
It never stays the same
It grows til it can grow no more
Then discharges like rain

An idea is not eternal
For some ideas expire
The ones that dont grow more still...
And spread like wild fires

An idea can change the world
For better, or for worse
A chain reaction follows them
Wherever they go first

The place where ideas show up last
Mostly get credit or blame
Good and evil are ideas too
Yet we use them all the same

So ideas give purpose to mankind
No matter what, the're free
They can be either good or bad
Like the nature of humanity
Ideas can change the world...
Express yourself
Annick Gray Dec 2015
Time is not a concept,
it’s a preconception
created by people that have never felt

Or, so I always believed.

Now, I sit awake every night
thinking about our expiration date,
the day to which we
meet a bitter demise.

A demise devised by
a whole world around us,
a world that will
never see the shrink sticker stuck.

The ticking won’t stop
on the time bomb of us,
as we leap, crawl, roll, dart
to our expiration date.

We can’t stop rolling,
faster down this path
to a little place that
will be our personal hell.

A hell that we believe in,
a hell that he is counting on,
a hell that hath its fury,
a hell that I am dreading.

Yet, everyday I take your hand,
kiss your fingers,
caress your lips,
and stare at the brilliance that is your eyes

in an attempt to forget
our expiration
I will probably edit this in the future, but I wanted to post for the time being.
Passion is a burning flame
where adversity is but gasoline
my passion will burn, and wont soon expire
your oppression will only make my flame, a fire
and ill feed my passion with love and glory
and you'll be left alone, no one else to tell your story
there's no stopping my passion or my poems, and if you try, i'm only going to write more

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