Goodbye to all who knew me,
This is just a story
                                  ending

This is now an empty sheet,
but my words will always
be silently read. My children are
my pages carrying my memory on.

there's a solemn tune in my core
that longs for warmth
- a melodic rhythm
that produces spring's blossom.

though my core is in
solemn mood
but the mind speaks
otherwise
  - its a mess.

still,
never have i asked
something great
like a grand
Autumn concerto
just wanting
his own
music sheet
playing the song
to the one
     who cares.

for how long
will I be
patient,
or where will
I ever find the sign
for the right
notes befitting
to my tunes?

asking questions
only time can tell.
I'll wait....

You are white grace of holes.

Schools thank you for your texture.

Pen and pencil, of muse bring him to life what you right is his view.

My   life    is    staccato
Living    by   each   solitary   beat  
Every   memory   I   have   is   sharp

When you came you brought melody,
You paused my loneliness with harmony,
When I was with you my life moved rhythmically.


But bar by bar you beat me down

Arguments began to repeat:
Inevitably we fell out of tune,
And as it always does the music ends.

With warmth of your beauty you can rekindle fire of love
My love you have totally changed my life to be glorious
I love you from the core of my heart little my innocent dove
You have touched chords of my love to make me boundless

When your beauty smiles with its all style charms and graces
I feel overtaken with my heart and soul to world of solace
As cloud come to the moon to touch and caress ,embraces
My sweetheart I bow in front of your God gifted eternal grace

Let me love you with all my strength and all available power
You have to be mine to ascertain that I am right and frank
Let me be in the streaks of your delighted light to take a shower
Let me write all my love on your beauty taking it a sheet blank

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

I want to wrap myself in this blanket,
The Fall breeze, good music,
And mellow atmosphere.
I want to drink tonight with a little bit or rain,
A sprinkle of stars, chilly wind,
And a piece of moon shine,
The traffic lights reflected on wet concrete
Bleeding red, speeding yellow,
And fleeting greens,
Lingering on my windshield.
I am not asleep,
But I am not awake either,
I'm doomed to linger
And wander through this season.

Dear love, to you, what love can I bring?
A fountain to fill your cup
A flute to let pass your breath
A bed sheet to comfort you
A bird to fly and sing with you
But suffer not my eyes and my lips
To hunger for your face
And in thirst for your well
My heart cries in joy to you
I love you, O my beloved

Let countless years pass by and end
I can be a wave and you an endless ocean
A searching bee and you the flower garden
A lowly blade of grass and you the green valley
A faint shade and you the shining lamp
A sweet memory and you the soul possessing it
I don’t know my love’s own depth
Just that this foolish, silly love
Has no beginning and no end
I love you, O my beloved

I feel relaxed
When I think of
The ocean foaming
And the sound of the waves.

I remember who we were
Strolling in the beach
And playing under the sheets.

You were quick to forget
But I still remember
The ocean.