I walk the line between loving cautiously with my mind, and loving recklessly with my heartbeat.
It's like a secret.
I keep pace with my life, but
I know I can weave a rhythm into everything I do-
"I love you, I love you, and more." with every step.
I move on and everyone sees me forward bound,
But I ground every footfall in the knowledge that there are nights I will pray to like altars,
Things I will sacrifice just to remember I want to.
This is what I am.
My body ain't a temple, but my heart is.
In there I stand so still I barely dare to breathe,
Because what if I kick up the gold dust heaped in patterns on the floor,
And destroy the map of where you've gone that I've drawn with my fingers?
And the air will shimmer with the fact that I've forgotten-
No.
Not a sigh too deep, or I won't see your face in my mind when I close my eyes.
I forge on out here, and I am ready to be everything scary and new,
And these months everybody will see the big picture- that my scars
Are paint-by-numbers,
Embossed on my skin in designs of roses and fairylands,
Ready to be art.
They'll see that I can make my footsteps ring like earthquakes.
And inside I will move slow and soft like rose petals,
Afraid to kick up that dust and skew the image.
I'll marry fast and slow, skin and sinew,
I'll meld my love with my defiance and this world
Will be different
Because I am in it.

I keep your picture in a frame
So in my heart shall dwell your name
Your smile is brighter than summers
Your love is dearer than flowers
But what is it you'll tell me now?
Please let me know please show me how
To be your only dear princess
And the envied future mistress

I smile to myself on your thought
Dancing about in my best frock
Want to meet you now and again
Try forgetting you but in vain
I keep glancing at the cold dew
Hoping you to bounce into view
Rob me of this grim loveless blue
And say to me your love is true

I keep gazing at the mirror
As the snow starts to drop faster
Writing poems of you in my book
I'm the duchess and you're the duke
I imagine our fairylands
With gems and treasures in our hands
With endless love and affection
That is our last destination

I think smilingly to myself
As I devour by my bookshelf
Old story of a warrior
Saving his princess from terrors
I chuckle quietly in my room
Melodies I begin to hum
That I love you and only you
But shy to admit that it's true

I supplicate throughout the day
So that you could hear what I say
And how I hope you'd always stay
Paint my days sweet, rosy, and gay
I pray that God could send you here
The one whom to my heart's so near
By whose side I'd feel no more fear
By whose love there'd be no more tear.

I had my day
Time now to part our way,
I step from here to a mess
Where I won’t have your loveliness
Your soft hug warm caress
Your assuring presence in loneliness,
I have to seek the you now in flesh
Search for one with your likeness
Fail and grieve for the times that flew
Coming to know there can’t be another you,
This body would wizen and shrink with age
This youthful frame would turn to yellow page
But you ageless will just change hands
Plant in new eyes dreams of fairylands
Remaining forever cute in hands soft and small
Childhood’s buddy my playtime’s doll.

I want to run away.
Not very far,
maybe just down the street.
To the home of books upon dusty shelves and checkout cards,
I could get away from reality and just read.
Read about fairylands and mythical wastelands
where the heroes end up winning and all the monsters die.
There's no fear,
no hatred.
Just happiness
and I'll squint at the paper pages,
trying to read the small print
as the sunlight drips over it like a fresh oil painting on a hot day.
The sky will shine like a kaleidoscope array
of precious pinks and bright blues.
I'll lean against an old tree
and my back with probably ache several  days later,
but the solitude is worth the pain.

I want to run away,
but my wings won't seem to fly.

The old house stood against the sea
Neglected and alone
Peeled paint and blasted tree
Bleached as unearthed bones

Windows cracked and broken
There upon the heath
Doors mouths with words unspoken
A fence of rotten teeth

The gardens are untended
The ivy overgrown
Supporting beams so bended
The house should crumble down

Walk into ancient fairylands
Where the furnishings are dust
The curtains torn to greying strands
The chandelier is rust

Alone a peeling mirror
Along the wall I see
I look into it's empty depths
And behold the poet... ME.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/28/2016

Before you come away
from the day’s soft rays,
sing with me by candlelight
for your dreams, through the night.

Pray for stars to caress your tears,
and the moon to erase your fears,
of the monsters hiding in your heart,
the quiet from the morning lark.

Whisper to me your childish tales
of fairy dances and ships that forever sail,
of happy endings and fond farewells,
while we listen to the evening bells.

Sing to me your nostalgic memories,
of when you slept on happily,
of when you were but a small babe,
indulging in the sweets you once craved.

Let me see through your eternal dreams,
of times I carried you through the seams,
when I adorned you in benevolence,
and peaceful silence.

And as I watch you,
the light upon the fading moon,
I take your cold hand,
and whisk you away to the fairylands.

I miss your dark eyes which bring light to my darkness
I miss your sweet curves which make me to lose my way
My sweetheart ,beloved I pass my life under your auspice
You are mine you will remain mine this is what I do pray

I keep your image in my eyes and heart to make me,me
I follow you this is what my love dares and demands
World is like a shop and all is but considered commodity
But it is power of great love which makes it fairylands

Love and beauty are the assets and hallmarks of paradise
In solace and solitude they bloom and touch edge of eternity
For my love I am ready to sacrifice and to pay the price
My sweetheart is so gorgeous so wonderful and so pretty

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

English Ghazal
Don't play with fire less you burn your hands
Love is like music which travels in all bands
How can love be written on receding waves
I am a stupid person making images on sands
When I look in to your eyes flowers start bloom
All barren lands convert in to the flowery lands
We my love are one bound in a chain to love
Love in search of beauty is knitted in the strands
I am an ordinary human from mud of my land
You my sweetheart come from all the fairylands
Mehr is full of love just from his heart and soul
What Love I carry in heart, beloved understands
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow

"Enchanted"


Commercially created
Enchanted fairylands
Pervading psyches
Belittle reality
Dishearting millions
Creating legions
Numbly buying
Anything promising
Something

Hold them and get lost in their world
Much more real than the real-world
Their smell holding a promise of something new and fresh
Magician,princess,king,dragon
Warrior, pirate,cowboy, pigeon or rabbit
Whatever you want to be
Afraid,you don't have to be
Fairylands,sands,oceans, deserts
Castles,moon,sun go wherever you want to be
Afraid,you don't have to be
Dead words making us lively
Making us what we have to be....