Full of beauty youth in prime
Lovely lass in early time
Full of fragrance and sublime
Asking me to commit a crime
No one can beat her grace
When sparkles light on her face
Being descendent of charming race
Beauty dances pace to pace
Being enthralled and beguiled
My love enhances to be wild
With her voice just so mild
Appeal of love must be filed
Lo! there is no end to charm
This may create more harm
Now she is in full farm
Let beauty face love storm
Col Muhammad Khalid khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let beauty face love storm....nice..like it