Turning Point Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

You tortured me through out my life
By keeping me on a double edged knife
But it was luck that I survived
Through my patience side by side
You never spared my through time
Hence you committed an abominable crime
You wasted all my youth and prime
By torturing me in chain of time
Your ruthless acts your cruel action
Never gave me time for any selection
Your contempt, hatred and prejudice
Remained on the increase nevertheless
Now you came to me for mercy
What do you think what you foresee
Should I pardon you for the deed
But on what grounds you plead
Your case for sowing hatred seed
How can you take me for granted
Since you remained always most wanted
Still you want to take me for ride
Hence wining my heart for your pride
But you see I developed a habit
To return that hatred bit by bit
Please leave me alone and don't ask why
I hope you don't want to see me cry
Let us be on the oldest path
Without sharing love and the wrath
Don't call me back from turning point
How can rejoin the broken oldest joint
We were none and we are none
For this so called relation undone

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan