Brise Brise Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

When my eyes suddenly cease
On a point moving breeze
Then I see beautiful eyes
From the moving brise-brise
Love is dancing in that glass
Where lives that beauty of class
I could not still decide
Whether I stay or to pass
If I dip in an ocean
Love emphasises them to shun
All ambitions, all desires
Just establishing link with wires
Where should I be with Thee
No more me and no more she

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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