For All Lovers
My eyes were stunned to see Kaba empty
A place which used be surrounded by all lovers
Fear dominated love to but just see
How vice surpasses with hippocratic black covers
Foes and rivals are in a pursuit to stop
The encircling of moths around a burning lamp
How can clean hearts and souls to drop
How to be more in their love in the love camp
Lord help the followers to follow dictate without fear
Be merciful and increase them in strength
To dominate over all satanic tricks to be more near
To you and not to be away from you in length
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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