Love is Love
Your cruel attitude has turned my heart into a stone
Without any emotions and without any feelings
My rivals have succeeded to make me but all alone
With all their dirty designs and clumsy dealings
My love I wanted to make this desert as bed of flowers
But due to all misunderstanding it has gone to dogs
It remains no more innocent love but game of powers
Now all love songs have gone down to voices of frogs
But still I have trust in my sincerity of love to glow
Still in moonlit nights I see you in moon and appreciate
I am still convinced it was just a momentary blow
We will be together again to love selflessly to narrate
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
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