For You I Pray
My love love is not a game which you can play
On your own terms and conditions in a dismay
It is set of sacrifices to be offered just in an array
Pain, torture cuts one in to pieces but everyday
My love what you do that just do not correspond
With your tricks and your untoward odd attitude
It sounds strange to love for a while in tricky bond
You should love me in true spirits or to be just rude
This hypocrisy will take my life, I will die mercilessly
If this is your desire then you aspire to take your way
Forget about that to your silly designs I agree, disagree
But you should prosper and progress this is what I pray
Col Muhammad Khalid khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Grow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem