She dances with veils of fire,
Walks on wild waves.
What aches inside should not be so dire.
She soars with eagles and dines with doves,
The closest thing to a perfect love.
Green eyes glowing with druid magic
Red hair flowing like angry flames.
In and out of strange caves, and portals,
Yet I do not even know her name
I pursue her, in my weakness
Struggling in vain
Enraptured, I am trapped
Her long pale legs striding
Dreams living and dying
Arrows and swords
Dragons and unicorns
I would wrap her in fairytales
Spread kisses gently across her thighs
But these dreams I keep to myself
Cause I haven’t found my **** elf

I'm in love.
In love with the pursuit of an impossible dream.
The thrill is in the chase.
I'm **in love.

The way to a woman's heart...
a differential equation, a winding road,
slay the dragon, tear down walls.

The way to a woman's heart...
A never-ending pursuit,
thrill, excitement,
butterflies in the gut.

She dropped the handkerchief
as I chased after her
her call for many attentions
I must swiftly attend

She says yes,
she says no
she says stop,
she says go.

My friend Albert Einstein
and I sit at night
trying to ascertain
how to win this woman's heart.

And though it is uncertain
I won't be turning back
Pursuing you in earnest
addiction of my heart

Far from arms length, further in terms of time.
Restless nights multiply effortlessly.
Hope lingering past beyond points of doubt.
Chances abused, but an abundance equal to the piece's of my heart.
Determination upon a questionable creature.
But rather face this storm then regret it all.
I falter in pursuit, more so at night.

The day my soul separated from its origin
The day I feel really dejected and depressed
When soul to bloom I am waiting for season
Then the gloom will vanish when to abreast

Separation of soul created trouble to assimilate
My body is also in pain and torture of solitude
Meeting with the beloved will make moderate
My love will cherish to just celebrate my mood

Union will be hallmark of my real love pursuit
I will be like a newly born bud in love fragrance
My struggle to see my beloved will bear the fruit
When in trance I will see beloved in my presence

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Everything that has breath isn't something to last forever.
Time here on earth is limited.
Follow your passion;that very thing that makes your heart skip beats.
Love yourself inside out,embrace your flaws and let them rest in your strengths.
Living life to please others is a waste of breath.
We leave this earth individually and if we have to leave it with regrets then we'll bear the pain alone.
Live in such a way that when you're taking your last breath,your heart will be at peace at its last beat.

Slop along down the dreary road,
Rain burns against my weary skin,
The cold wind exhales it's ice,
And the clouds above roll over light.

The mud beneath me slips and slides,
On the boots I'm in, collects on the sides.
Tracks of wagons and people puddles in,
Like even the rain cuddles for warmth.

The path is skewed and twisted,
Broken by time and the elements,
My destination is unknown to me,
All I know is I'm following my destiny.

Get to touch the sky has never been soothing,
I'm still gonna try it hard and even harder....

Reaching the mountains has never been undemanding,
but I've to measure those steep inclinations,
sooner or later...

Whatever it takes to possess the multitude of wisdom,
I need to make it happen,
I'll do everything for it to garner...

It's not so usual to define a new destination
when you achieve one,
we have to keep setting newer ones,
so that our journey doesn't hamper...

People say you are lucky enough
when you find true love,
when you come to know it,
you become luckier and happier...

We need to provide it with the persistence,
once we feel like getting it,
of course,
we need to take it to the harbor...

Love will take it further to next level
and you will achieve everything
and not find your heart shatter...

At times, our goals has to be accompanied
by the loved ones,
in the pursuit to take it farther...

Sometimes we have to parallel our heart and mind,
we may need to make
the dark matter much darker...

i am not your kind of perfect
i am strange and difficult
and somewhat terrifying to love

have some patience
just wait and endure
don't stray, strengthen your pursuit

you will find beauty
seek further
beyond the walls, for my waiting heart

albeit old scars may be evident
together the heartbreak of yesterday
will be buried beneath the ash of our pain

if after all this
when you finally see all of me
and love me still

i vow for the rest of our days
to throw caution to the wind
and stay true, to only you