Like truthless dreams, so are my joys expired,
And past return are all my dandled days;
My love misled, and fancy quite retired—
Of all which passed the sorrow only stays.

My lost delights, now clean from sight of land,
Have left me all alone in unknown ways;
My mind to woe, my life in fortune’s hand—
Of all which passed the sorrow only stays.

As in a country strange, without companion,
I only wail the wrong of death’s delays,
Whose sweet spring spent, whose summer well-nigh done—
Of all which passed the sorrow only stays.

Whom care forewarns, ere age and winter cold,
To haste me hence to find my fortune’s fold.

Like truthless dreams, so are my joys expir’d,
And past return are all my dandled days;
My love misled, and fancy quite retir’d—
Of all which pass’d the sorrow only stays.

My lost delights, now clean from sight of land,
Have left me all alone in unknown ways;
My mind to woe, my life in fortune’s hand—
Of all which pass’d the sorrow only stays.

As in a country strange, without companion,
I only wail the wrong of death’s delays,
Whose sweet spring spent, whose summer well-nigh done—
Of all which pass’d only the sorrow stays.

Whom care forewarns, ere age and winter cold,
To haste me hence to find my fortune’s fold.

When I think on this or you
In a deep real way
It fills me up with so much emotion
A sense of longing
A fear of love being returned
A quiet hope
And a taste of insecurity.

You are in Indiana now
I can see you clearly
A large camera on your shoulder
Whenever you answer to phone to me
You say my name in a southern accent
I let you get away with it
Because it makes me happy to hear you say my name.

I went back and looked far
Scrolled through all your old profile pictures
Read your old comments
And thought about the quiet and angsty teenage boy you must have been.

I want you badly
I miss you badly
Pulling in favors, reminding you of my face, sending you moments of my success
I long for you
I hope you long for me too

With a camera on your shoulder
And a reflective knowledge of what this is
Or could be.

I have so much work to do
I eat breakfast in bed
And hope to accomplish it all
Money is tight
My father forewarns me of changes
Come back
Come back to me soon.

My bare feet are just bleeding with thorns
I am alone in desert of life with sand dunes
Life has gone to an end every trail forewarns
Your charming beauty with intensity adorns

Lunatic is the lover and fanatic is sweetheart
It does not take any moment and to tear apart
All rivals are so tricky all enemies are smart
I hoot care about the intricacies to play my part

Love demands sacrifices and I am ready for same
I am ready to capture honor to take every blame
Love is like an eternal edge with out any shame
Beauty is like a burning sun and love is like flame

Flame that kindles in the soul brings us face to face
It revitalizes heart to beloved in arms to embrace
Life starts dancing in trance from place to place
Love is case which beauty takes from pace to pace

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Better than yesterday but worse than tomorrow
Live in a present Way, there's no time to borrow

My restless soul is a pyro, lighting internal fires
Scattered mind won't let go,slashing all his tires

Stuck in muck,I need a tow,safe from the mires
I Give no ****,money to blow, chase all desires

What does it mean, to stay right in between
That happy median,defined by a Wikipedian

That mythological goal to balance in the middle
Nicholas' locked Cage, pursue the fateful riddle
Mind's almost full,fresh ideas hot off the griddle
Time to turn the page, but thumbs will twiddle

I felt like I couldn't breathe, nor could I hear
My heart prone to seethe,headlights to a deer
Finally My eyes are open and my head is clear
No more doubt or moping, there's no more fear

So proceed with caution a wiseman forewarns
Beware of the female fury, hell hath and scorns
But let love rule you, like a squirrel loves acorns
Embrace the wild ride and grab the bull's horns

See you are free to choose,write your own story
All we have is a life to lose,in all it's fragile glory

I'm a paradox of desire
Just some tangle of prickly thorns
Push me, pull me in some direction
But know I never heed forewarns

in full bloom
than to see it wither, it's petals
fall off, one by one to the ground.
When love dies it goes softly.
It doesn't make a sound.
What's left then but a hardened
stalk amidst the bitter thorns.
When love dies it goes slowly.
If you listen, it forewarns.
I wouldn't want to cut off its fragrance
sweet or crimson passion spread.
When love dies it takes everything.
You bleed the blood it shed.

New Love Chapter
My love a new love chapter is in my love life
Ehfolding to me all intricacies of warmth
How to play song of love and how to play fife
How to be a burning moth and star of north
From note to note from sonnet to sonnet
Your beauty diclares what are the graces ,charms
From pace to pace Iam in front to confront
With staunch code of conduct with all the bnorms
So let us follow the sweet path covered with thorns
Let us have the taste of love with all its entirety
Let us be bold  without believing any warns or forewarns
Love has its own variet sobriety with beauty
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Oct 2020 Love Remains