My love how many faces do you wear
Why you ruthlessly my heart just tear
Whatever harsh words, cruelties I bear
Still I love you my love in front I swear
Life is a set of strange happenings, events
Dark incidents leave aside all dark prints
At times it seems that all of us are on rents
Either in sand castles or on mountain tents
Hatred travels with love just side by side
Conscience dictates all along as a guide
Man plays tricks all along far and wide
Fall of man from heaven was due to pride
What we are and what we just intend to do
What we perceive that we usually pursue
Sadist approach is but through and through
World from our coloured vision we but view
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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