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Mind enclosed
Body controlled
Soul exposed
Behold, I am that which is owned

Pleasure in pain
Pain in pleasure
I giveth to the altar
So please
Set my soul aflame
Anything for a little fame.
Are you prepared for the coming war?
Better repent
Cuz they want more
More atrocities, more tragedies
A singular movement
For a one-world government
Don't ask why
Spiritual progress is truly complex
Down is up, up is down
Such are the ways when the sun goes down
Where the moon moves high
Way above the clouds.
All  useless relations have gone to dogs
They only show their fake concerns
There remains no clarity but only fogs
What they do they just only take turns

Blood relations are after blood to play
Their ***** game to be more benefited
In darkness they present as dawn of day
Love in the shape of hatred is regretted

A decision comes from God to be taken
We only show our intentions to the world
We tread but bonly on the path forsaken
Let be clean by throwing intentions heraled

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright May 2020 Love Remains
Don't talk about going to heaven
There is nobody there
Perhaps that's just an opinion
By those elsewhere
Open your eyes and listen with your ears
Meanings and symbolism are everywhere
You may never know
What you'll see and hear
But it might too little too late for you my dear
Because one day you'll disappear
All alone
With nothing remarkable
On your gravestone

To some, it's a blessing
For others, it's a curse
Perception
Is everything.
One, two, three
A one-eyed man
Hangs from a tree
Four, Five, Six
He was silenced  
By his biggest critics
Seven, Eight, Nine
His suicide note
Isn't genuine

10
It will happen again.
One ambition, one direction
A new dawn
While in front of me stands Babylon
There it stands
Ripe with perfection.
The place of sin, filled with corruption
The true place
For salvation.
Hatred has a set of tricks with ***** planning
To deprive someone for which he but desrves
What a scheme and what a real tricky spanning
Do not ask what it reserves to play with nerves

It is a painful pain for those who play with it
They consider that they can play to be smart
What a notorious act what a real satanic art
It remains useless which has to hit ,bit by bit

On the contrary love does not need a plan at all
It requires only a glance to provde a chance
Beating hearts and whispering seasons are at call
This is a minor act which takes a lover to trance

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright May 2020 Love Remains
Missed opportunities
Endless tragedies
Why is my life filled with such misery
I don't know who I am
Don't know what to be
I write poetry
But it isn't bringing me to victory

I'm meat-rotting at home
And can't wait to die alone
No more stress
No more worries
Just me
and the unknown
What a perfect existence
That would be.
It is good to choose to forgive and forget,
Even if it is not easy to accept ones mistakes
But if you cooperate with heart its all set
What is the sweet effect of a sweet embrace

It is good to move move right into just right
An attitude of gratitude helps in love stance
This increases confidence and pride insight
Past teaches when and where to take chance

This moment of revelation needs celebration
For a better future yet in hand to be taken care of
This is all relentless effort with innocent passion
This flair of love makes one aware of to share of

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright May 2020 Love Remains
My mind has been scarred
Soul laying in the dark
Nevermind my heart
Which is nothing
But a tragic piece of art

I've lost all sense of direction
But I'm still here and aware
Even while looking in my reflection
He's got a grin
But I can tell
He's wearing thin

The world at large is falling apart
And I've done my part
So I guess it's time to get dressed
For the upcoming end

I took it all for granted
Including my friends
But I'm glad life was good
While it lasted.
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