On Your Will Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

On Your Will
What type of love is that which made us separate
Your beauty has taken us just to crossroads of life
From a bosoms friend you made me like a culprit
I can feel the pain of love in my heart like a knife

You kill me and then resort to say sorry to revert
My sweetheart this all will not do any good to me
As far as you are concerned you want me to convert
From just an ordinary stream to extraordinary sea

I am confused and don't know how to cope up love
Because every beat makes me to defeat and to kill
When I have another eye on your innocence my dove
I have left my beloved totally on your sweet will

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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