Oh Life
Our dreams are like little moths
Taken over by our innocent wishes
With pain, pleasure and hearths
Aspire for life with all sweet dishes

What is life just an effortless effort
The end of the tither remains unknown
A pure surprise, deception and flirt
What it carries can never ever be shown

Oh life you killed me in sheer disgust
I could not reconcile with thy fraility
A sweet mixture of pure love and lust
A sham hesitation ,a quivering stability

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

Love and Sacrifice
I have two loves in my heart my love
One for you and one for my country
As a soldier I have the gift from above
Hence I have a large heart as to be

But let me tell you at times I do think
That my love is a triangle just to carry
A single ray of light to glow and blink
Like a single drop in the biggest sea

My love you are in my heart and soul
Please allow me to be ready for sacrifice
To uphold my mission and my goal
My love may not be greater than in price

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

Destiny to Destination
Destiny’s twists and turns take one to the destination
One has to have sudden shifts in ones life and path
If one is to the end of the road one seek real passion
To step on to the next track to be out of all the wrath

It is plan of universe which is always but to prevail
One has to be straight with the effort and intention
It is good to strive to go for available chances to avail
What are the hardships it is but no need to mention

Valiant are those who dare to go for the success
On peril of life or on any other different sacrifice
Who are straightforward dare to but seek for bless
Virtue predominantly surpasses over any vice

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow .

The Innocence
Life is like an innocent little child
Unaware of all difficulties of life
Being faced by all animals so wild
It is to travel on double edged knife

To pass through downtrodden paths
We have to have the verdict to follow
Being the victim of all the wraiths
The crown of creation has to show

How to embrace the cross to please
How to portray honor and dignity
In the process pain has to increase
Being in chains to be totally free

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

Debt of Submission
I am slave of my Master who is so merciful so kind
Under any circumstances he never lets me down
He holds me in adversity He always helps to find
My way through any darkness to wear the crown

From birth till death I owe the debt of submission
I have dependence which saves me from people
My faith is my love my life is with sincere mission
I am surrounded by His strength I am under spell

His love dominates His mercy is to grow and glow
I feel my self surrounded by fragrance of the Lord
II carry along in my heart a heavenly stream to flow
I am grateful to Him and proud being Master’s ward

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

it's a thirty minute drive
from your house to mine
and yet you make it every time
to feel the heat between my thighs.

you are nineteen and i
am a small seventeen,
but that doesn't stop you
from lying to me everyday.

i used to be beautiful once,
a real dime they used to say,
but now i'm used and rotten;
only my youth and *** appeal remain.

he likes to watch my hips
shake and shimmy against his touch
and put me in his movies
that his friends all pay to watch.

did i know that john would ask
if i wished to be his twentieth?
why, yes, my dear, i did;
he asked me last june the same way.

you've got too many films
with me in the starring role.
i'm far too young to make them
and you are far too old.

come inside, i know you're dying
to see your movie queen.
did you bring the stuff;
the liquor and the ****?

they all tell me i
should leave you there,
but i'm too attached to go.
you loved me once on
the siesta key beach and
you promised me things
on my living room carpet
after we made love.

what happened to the man
who called me beautiful and
stayed up to see the sunset smile
on my golden flesh?
where did you go, my love?
i don't enjoy the slow
saturation of nectar tears
that trickle down my
cinema blue beaten face.

if i wanted to be used like
a piece of average teenage garbage
i would've stayed with the
drunken football player
or the alcoholic parolee
that loved me on a sheet next to
the street barely hidden by cars.
you're so worried about my past
that you can't see the blinding present.

my biggest regret was slipping you
into my ****** kiss the first time
i snuck out into the velvet night
to get a glimpse of you.
tell me, what makes you different
than ------ or ----- or ------?
you're just the same and as much of
a creep as ------- was.

you make me feel like i'm dreaming,
like i walk in a haze and i'm
tired of feeling crazy, summer stranger.
your threats don't frighten me
'cause they're emptier than your hollow ribs.
i'll call you when the moon rises and
the sun rules the tides or the bible parts
the seas the way you once parted my thighs.

Let Mercy Prevail
My rivals set traps to cheat and beat
But my Lord helps me to tackle to abort
Hence I decided to take and meet
On every front with stability of my heart

They can't weaken my faith with play
I am ready to take all sinews of war
My hope from Lord enlightens with ray
I have to have in my eyes North star

Let me hold the rope as true believer
Nothing happens without Lord's consent
Let me be true to refine the receiver
I have to abide by without any dissent

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

Will to Do
Weak person and weak nation
Have but no right to survive
With inner strength and passion
They have to stand up or die
It is will to **** and to rule
One may lose his life and all
Nothing equals to right of freedom
Get up be brave follow the call
Do not pass life in mode troublesome
Let us be the streaks of light
Let leave the landmarks for followers
Let allow right to prevail,wrong to dome
Let not be problem creators but solvers

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

go ask ------ if i care.
ask her if she'll let you
slip inside while you're at it;
tell her that you love her
two weeks in.

you're too rough and
the polaroids you took
left me with black
tiger stripe bruises on
my sarasota gold tinted thighs.

everyone i've talked to,
everyone who knows you,
warned me that you were a creep.
but how could a darling angel
turn out to be such a freak?

you're suffocating like his
smoldering cigarette smoke
and you choke me out with
your big macho paw just
the same way he did last december.

i am not a possession;
i belong to no one and
i surely don't belong to
a tall, lanky creep like you.
do you hear me?

i'm a young teenage girl with
ribbons in my hair and bright
white ruffled socks pressed
into the carpet; have you
forgotten that little fact?

you were all to eager to pummel
my juvenile cherry pie raw,
but you were only ever focused
on your singular, deviant,
carnally charged pleasure.