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Jesse stillwater Jun 2018
a breath of fresh air
tickles still-waters
a lone swan's quill
let fall, takes flight
  carpe  diem ―
nigh weightless,
buoyantly skitters
across the water,
laissez faire;
barely dimpling
the shallow peace
on a lake in the wood

a wild feather's
mindless pirouettes
emanate from
the steeping silence
lapping  its
superficial  refection  

the true nature
of wildness,
unspoken freedom,
an untamed
wilder – ness
skims the skinny waters
seeking their own level;
leaving no trace
of  ever being  containable
 
like a breath of fresh air
reinvigorates
unconquerable souls
touching in the
conscious moment ―
a gentle passing breeze
arousing a rogue gust


Jesse Stillwater

01    June   2018
Thank you for stopping to read my soul scribbles :)
Chano Williams Apr 2014
All day yesterday was the best day of my life
Nothing went wrong, everything went right
Tracking all the factors that helped make it so
Reinvigorates me to continue with my goals
There’s a thought that returns, maybe coincidental,
But there is a common thread that is sequential
Early in the morning is when I first saw you
And at the end of the day you were in my rear view
So you were there with me from sunrise to sunset
Any moment we had together I never felt upset
No awkward instances, only natural feelings
No pressure to make myself seem more appealing
You make me feel like I’m almost where I need to be
To have something that you may one day need from me
Leisurely I will continue to approach the situation
Because this is a path that I want to keep straightened
At the prime of our lives for the time of our lives
We just have to be willing to hold on for the ride
Hopefully I’ll have you before the towel’s thrown in
Together we will laugh at what could have been
All the bullets that we dodged and the ones still lodged
Deep into our hearts, but they’ll seem like a mirage
Compared to the dreams that we’ve chosen to live
After each other’s hearts that we’ve chosen to give
It feels so strange to be so close to these emotions
I’m hopeful for the future, for once my mind’s open
To all of the possibilities that life could deal to me
I’m so thrilled to see what will be revealed to me
Whatever happens to me, I need you to be there too
Since I know with you there we could see it all through
I can’t recall a single bad day in which you were involved
Even in one of your foul moods I was still so enthralled
That’s just the kind of person I will always choose to be
Doing whatever it takes to always have you with me
Especially when extreme patience is all that’s required
I’ll work hard at this job, no way am I ever getting fired
Committed until I’m beyond the age of being retired
Whistling while I work until the day I might expire
One day, to all these thought you won’t be oblivious
One day I’ll pursue you with an attitude that’s vigorous
Until that day comes I’ll patiently wait off to the side
For an opportunity to make you my source of pride
Senor Negativo Aug 2012
The water, churned white,
The trees, living monoliths,
Sturdy stones, weathered, but intact.
A field of white daffodils emerges.
Once bleak and barren ash,
Now a light soaked flowering field.

A collection of sounds
Laughter, music, lovers leisurely walk,
The lovely aroma,
Fragrance of tree sap, and living things,
Floating through the air,
In every direction
Living animals,
Soothing thought, and the crystal blue canopy of the sky.
Turning our bodies into a Zen garden,
That reinvigorates the spirit, and the mind.

Lounging on your stomach in the soft grass,
Wounds of the aura, healed in the warm breeze.
Like the caresses of gentle butterflies,
A shiver of pleasure invades our bodies……
In a thousand lifetimes, such happiness will not disappear.
Our prayers answered……
Our future firmly in our grasp....
Let us tie this not, and never untie it.
Brent Kincaid Nov 2016
At the risk of egotistically bragging
I love when my poems start trending.
I love knowing when I post a rhyme
That it’s not simply a sort of ending.
It tickles me to see that this one
Will still be in the universe out there
And won’t just be words that slip away;
The world at large isn’t unaware.

I love that so may people like the words
And so often react with love and sharing
Whether my poem is funny, or even sad
And perhaps sometimes extremely daring.
Sometimes it’s because I have written
What has long needed to be said,
And often because I did not leave
Ideas in my path as if they were dead.

Other times, I just take a chance
In the fervent  hope I am conveying
Something brand new and exciting;
Something that really needed saying.
It reinvigorates me to keep on writing
And authorizes what I am feeling.
It boosts up my self-esteem so much
That it sends me senses reeling.

So thank you, my readership all,
And take this sentence seriously,
I read every comment through.
Sometimes I laugh deliriously.
This kind of acceptance from you
Affects me more strongly than a drug.
Please take my heartfelt thanks
And a great big literary hug.
I am a refugee from the City upon a Hill.

My homeland once a resounding light to the nations; has become a convulsing black hole, threatening to devour any semblance of civility.

My City, once a radiant promontory of enlightenment, its illumination of liberty’s searing torch revered, it’s practical striving for democratic wisdom shaping the long arc of the moral universe emulated by people of good will across the globe; now lies in state as a mordant corpse, serenaded by a funereal chorus of laughing griffins, a dead patriarch surrounded by the ruins of a once opulent now sacked city, a bygone home to the scattered disassemblage of a once noble people.

I recoil from the rancor of extreme partisanship, the gerrymandered apportionment of citizenship rights, the buoyant vindictiveness celebrated by small minded ignorance.

The blind allegiance to jingoistic nationalism, the adulation of Blueline authoritarianism, the fealty to imperial militarism and the dangerous trajectory of it’s awful consequence yet to come, enthralls me with dread.

Compelled patriotism enforced by threats of faux patriots, amoral ammosexuals, their small hands stroking quick triggers of long guns, genuflecting in mastabutory glee to the preeminence of 2nd Amendment atrocities, angling crosshairs of resentments to firmly fix a promise of ghoulish body counts, a rationalized apocalypse a captive people must suffer to underwrite profiteering gunrunners who blindly defile the constitutional tenets of life, liberty and happiness, the blood splattered keystones of our true exceptionalism.

Xenophobia and racialism, are stoked and celebrated by the City’s chief executive, his impish smile mouths Blood and Soil sloganeering, he solemnly salutes the Confederate flag while cheering torchlight processions of enraged White Nationalists marching to the drum of the Grand Republic’s midnight dirge along the once hallowed trail of Jeffersonian Democracy and a sacred place of secular enlightenment and higher learning. His gleeful decrees tweet the destruction of families and his police agents mouth holy scriptures to justify the imprisonment of children.  These vandals rhapsodically paint images of phantasmagoric nightmares trampling and mocking democratic ideals, resurrecting long settled conflicts, terrible tests a once great City rose to extinguish, now swelling numbers of craven citizens ardently embrace Klansmen, insurrectionists and ****’s as righteous brethren.

The madness of chauvinism and racial supremacy has fully metastasized within the body politic, polluting the mind, infecting the bloodline with a virulent strain of a white blood cell disease coursing through the veins of republican citizenship.

A City stolen from the Native inhabitants, ethnically cleansed and its former inhabitants remanded to the prisons of reservations, a City constructed on the backs of chattel slaves, erected on the graves of exploited wage laborers, provisioned by the ruthless denigration of the earth’s bounty, law and order mandated by criminalizing the marginalized, repressing the civil liberties of outliers and subjecting women to a perpetual status as the second *** underclass; has failed to repent and steadfastly refuses to make reparations for its sinful past has made the City uninhabitable.

The embrace of tolerance and diversity is the balm, the curate that can salve the oozing sores crippling the City. Nativist prejudice is a long protracted path that City citizen’s find impossible to exit. The malevolence that consumes the mind and moves the soul of a desperately spiteful people, who take delight and find it necessary to dehumanize and imprison alien races and creeds to maintain vapid notions of superiority, profane the ideals of a republican calling. They ruefully ignore the beacon of light warning of the dangerous shoals that lay ahead. The ideals of the great democratic experiment on course to be dashed on the jagged rocks of ignorance, fear, and anger. The doomed City has set a course that endangers its embargoed citizens. Travelling in steerage, a captive body, believing they are on a course for the rebirth of the City’s greatness are emboldened and chained by the delusions of their self destructive steadfast resentments.

My home City has become unknown to me.  I have become a stranger in this strange land. What was once beloved has become insufferable. What was once treasured has become burdensome. The familiar has become fully alien. A terrible avenging apparition haunts and mocks people of good will. My heart is disheveled. My spirit bruised. My body literally aches from the wounds exacted from the deconstruction of my beloved metropolis.

I stand stranded at the border of incivility. Bewildered I peer through a protective wall of concertina wire, eyeing the imprisoned haughty souls of fully enfranchised citizens, bellowing self righteous psalms, singing interminable lamentations of terminal ignorance.

Condemned by their belief in the salvation of violence and recrimination, secure in their faith that their moat of self righteousness shelters them from the gulags of perdition they eagerly proclaim for others, feeling recused from the bane of sinfulness by meager tithes, tumidity and scriptural specificity and the sweet delusional conviction they are the chosen tribe of God’s favor; their aspirations viscerally dashed in blizzards of metaphysical illusion strewn like meaningless confetti onto a passing parade of barbarians who have taken the City as its grandest prize.

Sadly I must withdraw from my beloved City. I retreat to a refuge where the barbarians dare not enter. Their ignorance and stasis weds them to a place far from my sanctuary of choice. May my sanctuary restoreth my soul!

I find refuge in the temples of jazz. I sing arias of lucent improvisation. The freedom of unbridled expression reinvigorates the mind, alighting the emanation of our better angels. The music calibrates my soul with the syncopated beat of an irrepressible life force, the humanity of my welling heart swells on the sonorous oxygen of a lyrical free spirit.

I take refuge in our vanishing mountain wilderness. The natural world offers a solace of solitude, a unrequited impression of scale and a transcendent communion immune from the trampling cacophony of gleeful vandals running rampant through the streets of the City. In winter the summits are capped in crowns of viginal snow, spring awakens a dormant flora, autumn leaves shout the chorus of a seasons glory and summer flowers bloom in multitudes of brilliant colors marking a startling contrast to the fifty shades of gray tattooed onto the City’s restive souls by the purveyors of power.

I find respite on the friendly banks of rivers and breeze swept ocean shores. The perfume wafting along a rivers streaming eddies or a briney snort gulped from the foam of a cresting wave invigorates the lungs, strengthens the heart and clears the mind. The flow of living water heals lifes wounded spirit. It quenches a thirst for justice and nourishes the hope of freedom for all incarcerated souls. The ceaseless roll of the ocean waves prove the enduring power and inevitability of liberty.

I find a good refuge in books. Here I discover a fleeting glimpse of our forgotten love of knowledge and pursuit of truth and rational thought. Enlightenment is the plot of every storyline.

I take refuge in art. I escape into the multiple dimensions of aesthetic beauty trouncing the twittering banality of fad, pornographic affectations and consumer fethishism. Glimpsing beauty while beauty is there to behold and the diligent practice of its creation is an answer to a higher calling.

I take refuge in my dog. Unconditional love and trusted friendship are values at peril in a transactional world; virtues nobily demonstrated and freely given by our canine and feline friends.

I take refuge in late night comedy. Working the midnight shift, whistling past the graveyard with a hearty laugh helps to while away the desperate hours. The rancid fruits of our labor leave a bitter taste in our mouths, humor is the bread of life that clears the palate and makes the terrible sufferable.

My lasting sanctuary is the stronghold of faith, forbearance and tolerance. I trust the long arc of justice will bend toward the righteous and offer a pathway of redemption for all desecrated souls.

I take refuge in the Blues. Let my lamentations turn to songs of joy and deliverance.

I take refuge in prayer. May my places of exile restore and heal my denigration. May God deliver us to a good destination. May our generational wanderings in the desert of desolation end in the discovery of a good place of habitation.

In the solitude of prayer may I experience catharsis, may my petitions find an open ear, may I achieve clarification, may my pious supplication be genuine , my conviction firm, a direction found, a decision made, a call to action clear.  May I become a healer of the breach.

May Your grace be sufficient for me.

I declare my exile over. I will return to my City. I will attempt to rekindle the extinguished flame of liberty to dispel the darkness enveloping my City.

Selah.

Mark Almond: The City

Puyallup
6/30/18
jbm
Let me taste your body like full bottle of champagne
My love love is matter of heart it is not matter of brain
Fragrance of your beauty reinvigorates in drizzling rain
Let's be intoxicated to have experience again and again

My sweetheart you are like light which I dare to explore
My thirsty heart, soul and tongue aspire for more and more
Let me be traveler of the treasure just open the closed door
If I commit a mistake or blunder please don't mind but ignore

No one else in the world can extend love which you deserve
My sweetheart let me to take care and serve from curve to curve
In my verve let my love to serve your alluring beauty to deserve
My sweetheart you dangle in my heart and dance on my nerve

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
nivek Mar 2014
Sun-sap reinvigorates muscle and bone
giving new-day life to night-times end
entering-in through porous-skin long
before opening eyes wide light do see.
My heart says I can't deny
soft hearted, bluish eyed mortal,
this thine - kind -character-animal
where he got rescued wandering-
Inside a filthy cartoon box
*****-poor-little-thing
meowing off the ground-
'twas thoroughbred teases me
solely to take care of him,
must we all -shout for joy
- for crying out loud!
Canst that sweet kitten-do
so thence catches my eye.
Surely reinvigorates..
Ah, with much ado-
Let alone my two kids loves it too,
I gotta take this opportunity
and start a tireless hobby,
having said it, amazingly
A pet at home-to enjoy-
sure isn't easy
to put in amity!

Anybody just can't help,  
or couldn't care less but
Nonetheless, to avail and
adore this cute..cougar.
Oh sweet mercy,whata gleamer
bestowing shyness and sweet ember!
Tameness and with gentle stare.
so that we are mesmerized
real quietness subsist
and looks at us-
even more,
So he talks
he tells me,
'hang in there'
sort of entices me..
and nods at me - reassuringly.
Sayeth- everything's be okay
even at night sits besides at bay.

I'm in immediate euphoria at boom
whilst writing poems for him
it just makes me wanna cuddle him
as he climbs high to my bed
and caresses my body and feet,
clings lots to my pillows and sheets
until I sneezed
and a look and no voice
he then glares
to get near me,
and be comforted.
(like I do)!

Having fondness
really makes sense
sweetly contemplates
me for thy cat's sake,
comely thoughts to take
alike oomph I breath,
Metaphorically speaking, life's
perpetual cause and effect
resonates and defines all the day's
stuffs, work and worries,
all's benighted - cooled-down..
from weaknesses that ease
as dreams farther off in distance
who we are- whom brings smile
of which I know is best
relaxation-exercises
which rebounds-
such a true pleasure
that made us glad from heart-
be not to rescue-
Or feed an astray cat-
how much gratification can kindness-
-ones gives?
kills me inside out - if one cat is hungry-
----I feel guilty;
suffer the consequences that might
cause---if I violate it
nor ignore it
thence it begets
To be the greatest friend
if we try to understand it
yet it's foreboding effect -
It's the sublimest of all!

Alas he's smart and
I know it too
Did I do good work?
with all thine heart
So akin to Rearing
And Nurturing children
of my own when a call of duty
Like this measures, desperately.

So we all get excited
and gets along good,
mimes, mimics and
cleverness, o' course
and chuckles
he makes.
by far
these astray wild kitten's actions...
performs many daily bounce and animation,
muses sudden cure-to all stressful episodes.
Living life from thy cute creatures - magnifies
So we became in state of elation that heals!
I must re-learn not to be alone, again..
whereforth I discover creative solitude
borne in deep silence amid loneliness
soforth my life still counts
a noblest way to sacrifice.
So can we afford to keep him?
Aye, wonders of mother nature
what Divinity provides-venture
everly longing for love,
belonging to our home
saught not for nothing-
and of separateness-
but of acceptance!
Much more to my double-surprises-
my children named him-'Simba'
and the other cat-'Lucky'
I Thanked Thee God they came into our lives--
-Beholding Delight of laying eyes onto!
My kitty - Simba
Greenie Jan 2015
and I know that at this moment I am like the flapping
/for sale/ signs in the wind but on the inside I feel so
safe,        not       hot        not       cold        but this soupy
mix that only reinvigorates when that biting wind
reminds me of future engagements.
My love your strong sense of love and compassion
Reinvigorates my life with full energy and passion
Do not ask me the taste of love and beauty's relation
My beloved you are fountain of love and my fortune

Let's dance on the tune of heart to seek and celebrate
My emblem of beauty my beloved my real soulmate
We are for each other, let us hold this love mandate
Take me thru all the curves till the journey culminate

I want to kiss you on your cheeks to taste real wine
Let my love to be together just like a line on the line
I can see you all around in every image every sign
Beauty of the occasion celebrates you are but mine

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
Jesse stillwater Apr 2018
It was that one last drop
that flooded a brimful hollow

Welling drop by drop . . .
Lingering , . . moment by moment,
belatedly over-flowing the restraint
slowly filled by reckoned time

Gathered teardrops surrendered
from vulnerable cup of thirsting blossom
Volatile bedewed petals gently sipping
   dawn's velvet  mist

A tender heart ... spilling the traces of hurt
Beneath the stains of time
    hidden deep within
the enigmatic pools of your eyes

    The moment of love
              awoken,
         is a boundless
        awaited sunrise

It's as if a stifled river's trickle  
       reinvigorates thirst,
  abating its own extinction

           The will to be,
     heeded in a last drop,
             inspiriting
       new breathe of life

          long lost adrift,
       alone in tidewater's
               contrary 
          push and pull

Dreaming of Spooning water
   from a broken vessel
   into insoluble oceans

Each loving spoonful filled
with the overflowing love
    from a broken heart

To rescue from endangering indifference,
knowing only what is loved can be saved

Will you touch this aching silence and let me know ?

Gaze your eyes into this lonely sea
     and let the tide pull you in


              Jesse  Stillwater
Notes:  19th  April

Thanks for reading ... its hard to look away from silence, but it does teach with its unspoken muse; even though lessons learned may not be what you'd hoped for.
I was commissioned on 7th March thirty one years ago
My God remained extra kind to make me grow and glow
Life, like a water stream on its own path was just to flow
With golden stars, starchy uniform, enemies I could blow

I struggled hard to keep pace with equals and subordinates
My soul gets courage and fortitude to make me reinvigorates
To counter all odds,hurdles and hardships helped get targets
My heart is enthralled on achievements my soul associates

Throughout I fought war against enemies of country and God
Whether in country or with the peace keeping forces abroad
This pursuit of service in love brought all laurels and applaud
For the holy jihad I served for God in the wonderful squad

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
samihah wildwood Jun 2017
the night
reinvigorates me

evening breath billows past my skirts
soft kisses on my ankles
pinpoints of
indigo-mauve-azure
behind whispering leaves
glass buttoned sleeves brush (clink)
against chain link fences

fast light cars

— bathe me in headlights | (not spotlights)
while walking to taraweeh
Ready To Flow
Rain drops on her cheeks glorify beauty
Her pink lips speak volumes of graces
In a trance of romance she feels just free
Love at a glance feels but embraces
Drops of water on her soft skin plan a show
To enthral and to beguile wosoever on the way
She is no more in herself but ready to flow  
Sensual atmosphere reinvigorates love to play
Let me taste the sensuality for perfection
Let me explore the etenal love to understand
Her sweet curves make easy all selection
To be on one frequency and on one love band
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Aug 2021 Love Remains
The Real Battle
Two roses aspire to be in love from petal to petal
Fragrance reinvigorates beauty to ameliorate
They are ready to face the life just like a real battle
And transitory sonnets to associate, narrate
All the colours of life with just different shades
The dew drops on the petals glorify the state
But death has its own stairs to sharp edged blades
What a fortune and what a miserable fate
Roses are roses with their own pain and pleasure
They take birth to make surroundings colourful
And then die down leaving behindthe love treasure
Their transitory stay is beautiful and wonderful
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright June 2021 Love Remains
String In Spring
Spring has set in flowers are blooming all around
Fragrance reinvigorates my spirits and reminds me
When you and me were hand to hand on groud
But our passions and sentiments were like vast sea  
The colours of flowers were increasing colour of beauty
Your eyes were sparkling ,cheeks were beautifuuly red
You were from the paradise flaming in allfounts of duty
Sweet whisers were there to communicate all unsaid
Oh sweet blooming Spring bring my heart solace along
I can't survive with her I am waiting in sheer curiosity
Let in this Spring I tell to my love that to her I do belong
Lov is anxiously waiting to beauty for her gegeirosity
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright March 2021 Love Remains
Sense of Pride
I am a real practical soldier by inheritance
This legacy but reinvigorates sense of pride
Right from grandfather down to brilliance
Of my son on the highest post far and wide

Soldiering is but full of miracles I but do claim
My faith is my patriotism which runs in blood
My passion for my love helps to make aflame
Do not take me light I am but surpassing flood

I understand a real soldier never ever but dies
He upholds the dignity and honor of the country
Soldiering is a reality which touches the skies
My love for my country makes me frank and free

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
Andrew Guzaldo c Feb 2018
"I awe at the contents of her spirit,
Of that of an emerald, sapphire,
Amethyst or a Diamond,
Yes that is it a diamond a diamond,

Once in the rough now a rarest of all,
Many souls bare emerald rubies or sapphire,
Much more rare in nature than a diamond,
However she is all the afore mentioned,

With each passing day I find another cache,
About the Genesis of your being,
You my dear are that of an allotrope,
A design and gem forged by the Gods,

You will live within my heart and soul,
A perennial swell conjures my life love,
I shall be the one between your bosoms,
No man or woman shall come between us,

As I am amidst the ocean of my love,
As the upsurge of the water reinvigorates,
So shall it replenish my love for you,
As I shall meet you at the immutable,
Surf of LOVE”
Don't Know Why
You are so beautiful that I forgot all words of praise
You have touched my heart in a different ,unique way
On your cheeks I can see all colors of rainbow in craze
I your eyes I find twinkling stars all jumbled in light ray

Your soft and silky dress makes heart to dangle dance
Black mole on your chin reinvigorates to commit a sin
My love passion intends to take but chance after chance
Your curves and curvatures make you full with wine a tin

Let me take some time to explore beauty from part to part
Let me take all eternal juice from pore to pore but to enjoy
I want to **** you all to quench my thirst just but as a start
Why you have intoxicated me to that a limit I don't know why

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
Andrew Guzaldo c Apr 2018
“What inexorable sweetness as my heart aches for you,
As flowers suddenly surround me when you are near  
The flaming desire within me is never cooled,
It will never be extinguished or set to one side,

My love reinvigorates the love you bestow to me,  
You gladly invaded a dark place in my life,  
You have brought the burning sun upon me anew,
You have removed the melancholy ****** upon my person,
  
There is no longer black cruor dripping from my heart,
I wish to go to the sea in the spring as we watch the cascades,
I long to hear your laughter as the flower begin to grow,
My deity is the flower I have long awaited as our lips mingle,
  
The opulent scent of you that has evolved my inner feelings,
I feel within an immense wave of satisfaction as our desires equal,  
The day our torsos diverged out on the dust beneath us,
I have waited long please do not ever stray away again,

If you do I will perpetually wander until I find you my love,
The archipelagos that surround I will quest until I find you,
I shall search in the palatial estates for you deity,
If not I shall fall like an anchor thrown from a barge at sea?
My Treasure Trove”
By AG 04/05/2018 ©
A Tribute to Sweet Friend Fate Pinari
A wonderful lady with the cleanliness of heart and soul
A beautiful friend who is forthcoming in her approach
Reinvigorates spirits with her comments as a real goal
Angles are all around to carry her in real angelic coach

Emblem of love and beauty to portray in her all actions
My friend I pray for all your progress and prosperity
Takes humanity in entirety with benediction ,selections
So sweet and benign towards her friends with sincerity

I know I can not have a friend better than her my sweet
She carries along all her sweet style and real grace
When I look around you seem to be in every heart beat
The only wish of mine is to see her but face to face

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow
Love Tribute To Beauty
Passion and devotion make love worship
Beauty reinvigorates the fiery domain
Beauty is vision to celebrate wine sip by sip
What a wonderful string and a chain
My love I love you with a strong grip
So that I keep you near to heart to listen
All symphony of my heart on love trip
To get enlightened gracefully to glisten
Love is dancing all around to pay tribute
Your innocence and fragrance are on my side
What a marvelous gift with sweet attribute
My love be heart to heart to just ride beside
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Nov 2021 Love Remains
Graff1980 Dec 2017
I proclaim
to an unnamed
friend
that I’m so tired
of walking,
but even though
I complain
about the pain
of my tender feet
it is in these
small journeys,
of an hour or more,
in which I explore
my thoughts
and soft surroundings,
that reinvigorates me
poetically.
Your Sparkling Beauty
Your sweet eyes shower love from eyes to eyes
Your beauty shimmers in your passionate passion
How can I resist the pleasure of your lovely cries
Let me appreciate your beautiful style and fashion
Your beauty reinvigorates my spirits to appreciate
You are like a full garden of fragrant sweet flowers
Let me assoiciate in love and let me but narrate
What a wonderful stem and a wha a beautiful bowers
Let me have a close look at your sweet shining figure
Just let me bring back my love my **** sparkle
Let me touch in trance let my passion to glow to trigger
Let me kiss you embrace you to make immortal
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Feb 2021 Love Remains
Dancing Rain
Rain reinvigorates her soul to dance
The drops takes her to be in trance
What a wonderful and sweet romance
Let her take chance after chance
I am enthralled by such a glance
Whether it happens in italy or France
For beauty love has valid stance
Allow me to accompany in dance
My heartbeats are in a sweet row
My soul has to get up to flow
In the stream of beauty love to glow
The essence is that love's show
Let my sweetheart try to grow
To make this event a beautiful show
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright May 2021 Love Remains
My Savior
My love I can not survive with out you
It is you who made me me extraordinary
It is you who helped me thru and thru
And make me comfortable under adversity

Your charms and graces portray mercy
I love you my love there is no one like you
In your company I feel but just totally free
Your love reinvigorates me to but pursue

I am a humble servant you are my Lord
Throughout my life you provided me shelter
I am full of sins you are but merciful God
You make my future definite from bleak,blur

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
To Resonate
Love communicates but lips to lips
Passion reinvigorates to celebrate
Beauty crops up for the golden tips
Every moment of love is but a date

My love let me drink from fountain
Let me be intoxicated ,enthralled
Allow me open the wonderful tin
To make myself really overhauled

You and me are one and the same
Our heart beats but are to resonate
By burning our souls in love flame
To present just that we are soulmate

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow
Drops To Dance
Rain makes my passion to flow and glow
Every drop makes me to dance at a glance
Love remains through out a life a show
This is from heart to heart to take a chance
My love your beauty shines in drizzling rain
Your figure crops up with all sweet curves
It makes me really lunatic and totally insane
Let my sweetheart praise you the way deserves
Rain reinvigorates my spirits to kiss ,embrace
Let me hold you to be more near to my heart
Let me take you with all your nurturing grace
Please be mine for ever never ever to depart
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2021 Love Remains
My Need I Need You
Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan
I Am In Need
Love has very many shades and flavours my love
And beauty has its own ******* sweetheart
My sweet friend my innocent white charming dove
Let us communicate with eyes and with heart
When I saw you first I lost all to your charms
I am still in that jubilant mood to proceed indeed
Let us be the real followers of love norms
My love I recall you beed by beed I am in need
You falavour remains different and unique
My taste of loveis so fragrant and diverse
My love, love reinvigorates to solemnly seek
In a drop I see the entire glowing yniverse
Let me taste variety of love you carry and belong
Your style has enthralled my love and soul
Let me take advantage to sing beautiful love song
Let me embrace you, let me kiss on mole
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Nov 2020 Love Remains
To Rise To Mesmerize
The charm and warmth you possess my love radiates
To all who come within your sphere of energetic influence
Hence your love with beauty create an auora satiates
And makes you the only one in your are of confluence
Romance is a pure passion quest,which reinvigorates
t's as if you suddenly possess invisible wings that can lift
You to the eternal heights of glory with innocence
To dominate in the natters of heart with a sweet love shift
My love trust the light that's inside of you, for it illuminates
With an ethereal beacon right from the heavenly paradise
You are a silken thread to embroider love being soulmates
With all happiness and delight to arise and to mesmerize
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Sept 2020 Love Remains
Let's Decide
My love be willing to explore new romantic adventures
Let us hand in hand touch new horizons and vistas
Let us have the ownership of all real precious treasures
Let me be the master of kisses my sweet mistress

Life is a flight and love is a passion to fly high and high
Beauty is what reinvigorates spirits to touch the limits
Let us decide together we will live and together will die
Let be frank and straightforward without any grimace

You and I together can conquer all through far and wide
Our fortune is with us to bring us all success in life
It is we who have to understand and meticulously decide
How to walk bare feet on life's sharp poisonous knife

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Love Exchanges
Matters of the heart go through very many changes
Most of the time its angst which takes over heart
Pain of heart takes us through many lovee exchanges
It is a set of very events of part and to depart

Love remains constant pain to go through life
Beloved remains centre of gravity in this drama
Rivals play tricks on lovers with poisonous knife
For dejected, depressed lovers life is trauma

My sweetheart take care of my heart lest it stops
Its your smile which reinvigorates my spirtiis to live
Beauty is the sole treasure to tops or to chops
Let me drive to strive and thrive not to but drive

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Sun
the cyan sky shimmers
towering treetops shimmy
all rivers flow heavenward
coyotes yawn at dawn
the sun reinvigorates itself
Love Dominates
True love is great blessing of Allah the Great
Loyality takes on integrity to glow and flow
Straight relation brings all actions to be straight
Love oh love definitely you have your glow
Love is a guiding force in the universe to flow
God has created all with the love of great foce
On the contrary hatred is man ctreated to blow
Let my love kiss you with all love to endorse
Love is a glowing light in sheer darkness to glow
Beauty reinvigorates the process never ever to end
Love has its own eternal stream to go and to flow
Love and beauty remain a wonderful sweet blend
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Nov 2020 love Remains
Glow of Light
It is not easy to embrace eternal truth of love
One has to pass through very many rough patches
A beam of light always guides from the above
Fiery path also has its most difficult burning patches

Love needs realization with head on ones hands
Truth needs courage of Mansoor to be cut in pieces
Its a thorny path on rythmical tune of different bands
At times reinvigorates and at times suddenly ceases

Ultimate love and ultimate truth is a glow of light
My Lord is a burning lamp so pure and wonderfully hidden
I do know that if I intend to see Him I will lose sight
This love path remains for extraordinary for ordinary forbidden

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Yenson Oct 2020
May all their proclamations reverts
in self affirmations
for what exists in their minds will eventually
manifest in in their souls
for in exhalling you also inhale in same
unpurified atmosphere
and darkened minds does not wash clean
but reinvigorates in its own pollution
bringing home its chicken to roost
be unto yourselves as your minds be
onto others
for in the courtyard of retributions
providence and karma sit as presiding judges
and hearts and minds are testifying scribes
so as you wish for others is as you wish for yourselves
and in the troubles of your minds are the troubles
in your hearts bodies and souls
manifest in words that haunts you and illustrates
your unrewarding worlds
Nothing goes for nothing
in vivid glares and incantations
accept in self condemnation your backflow
Let Us Pay Price
In journey of love beauty remains destination
This is how love reinvigorates its sweet passion
Your glowing cheeks have become real fashion
Autumn receeds spring brings its colorful session

Oh my sweetheart how to be together in romance
Your sweet eyes attract me to a real love stance
My lsweetheart let me get just chance after chance
Whether we are in Venice in Italy or Paris in France

Love is a stream which flows in my veins to play
Your beauty my sweetheart is real light of the day
Let be together in association to bow and to pray
Let us pay the price of reunionn what it just may

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Love is a sin a crime  and needs to be punished
In this world full of tricks and ***** hypocrites
But heart is a sweet entity which remain enriched
With vibes and vissitudes of romantic love dates

Love needs patience ,blood and constant sacrifice
Beauty reinvigorates love to kindle and rekindle
A lover is a highest bidder to pay the highest price
Enthralled by love he remains all to enkindle

Love buthers,love burns and ashes are taken by air
I salute Mansoor to go through such love attrocities
My innocent beloved when you say love is fireto dare
I love you take me on this thorny path along please

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2020 April Love Remains
My love ,love is the most beautiful muse
Which makes life colorful and romantic
It takes over all intellect to openly chose
Her beautiful figure allures ,a love trick

My love your graces are my love charm
They reinvigorates my spirits to the beauty
What a wonderful and beautiful norm
To be face to face to praise and to just see

Lover and beloved remain in love chain
They have their own style to but celebrate
They have their own pleasure and pain
My gestures declare my heart to narrate

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright May 2020 Love Remains
To Resonate
Love communicates but lips to lips
Passion reinvigorates to celebrate
Beauty crops up for the golden tips
Every moment of love is but a date
My love let me drink from fountain
Let me be intoxicated ,enthralled
Allow me open the wonderful tin
To make myself really overhauled
You and me are one and the same
Our heart beats but are to resonate
By burning our souls in love flame
To present just that we are soulmate
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

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