Humble Slave Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan
Humble Slave
When I look to you, you embrace
Then I do not need any other grace
Let me kiss your feet with my face
Let me be the winner of love race
Only you cater me in odd and trial
How can I forget you for a while
All my effort and struggle and toil
Keeps me with you in rank and file
I love you praise you and adore
No one else can be dear any more
You are in me when I really explore
You only tinkle in my heart chore
Please keep me like your only slave
So that I should only be able to pave
With my desire with my humble crave
Whether in worldly or heavenly grave
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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4/19/2024 4:58:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The poet is a true artist to portray all the delicate nuances of a romantic love exquisitely. Thank you, Col Muhamad Khalid Khan, for sharing the poem. I would like to quote a few lines: Let me kiss your feet with my face Let me be the winner of love race