Fragrance Of Pain Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Fragrance of Pain
My love discover love in itself not in words
But in all sweet actions being portrayed
Emotions and feelings are like sweet birds
Hence dreams come only true when pervade
Reality paves its way to bring all in ones life
Eyes speak when my love, love is in trance
It has its own pleasure to be on the sharp knife
To bleed and to take chance after chance
Life is not a bed of roses so is love my love
Pain reminds the essence and fragrance
Who takes a chance is blessed from above
Cadence and radiance bring the patience
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Aug 2021 Love Remains