I like flowers But I am as strong as man That never cry's But I offen do On nights when alone The men are not the strong For it takes A woman to hurt one First they play with your heart Then your fucking mind Then one day When you lest expected They stab you in the heart So woman If you ever get to my bedroom Leave all your weapons outside And just be woman.
Maybe it was because what i hoped for finally happened Maybe it was because im scared of getting hurt Maybe it was because deep down i feel as though you dont like me Maybe its because you said you weren't interested in anyone at the moment Maybe it's because you could be the first to hurt me Maybe its because its too soon Maybe its because you were tired Maybe its because you dont care Maybe its because you do Maybe Just maybe Its because you like me too.
Love is matter of heart it is not matter of mind When it touches beauty it leaves horizons behind It is that eternal process which is kind but blind It is something which is predestined and defined
With love we can encounter all the barriers of life It makes us to walk on sword and to take the knife It is makes us least bothered to go through strife It culminates in making both husband and wife
Let me see world through your beautiful green eyes With its force we can touch and encounter all skies At times it changes size and comes as sheer surprise To fantasize love, beauty takes on every enterprise
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Big Words, A Grand Image, Weird riddles, And metaphors, Hidden truths, Subtle lies, Great irony, And tragedy, High classes, Arrogant “Iâ€s Games of chance, And Royalty, Shrewd politics, Murderous kings, Cowardice generals, And God's avarice, Damaged kingdoms, Injured souls, Innocent love, And a downfall,
It's the recipe For a melodrama
A hint of feeling To add some spice, A conflict, a hero A maid in distress, Without these all, It's just a comedy, And wouldn't look Like our turbulent lives.
Some kids cant afford heroin So they come to me I can get them their fix I can get them what they need And this is hope They're shooting in their veins This is love That's breaking their reins This is their paradise Where the rich kids come to play
For the kids with their lungs filled with smoke I'm their breath of air I'm there for the kids Who think no one cares I can give them paradise A runaway escape Light beyond the tunnel A detour from the road They travel each day
The dealers leave them with nothing So they come back for more I leave them with everything So they don't need their next score And this is hope They're shooting in their veins This is love That's breaking their reins This is their paradise Where the rich kids come to play
So heres to the lost ones The ones that don't know what to do I let them know they're worth it That their dreams can come true Their dreams become endless And they still wish on stars They won't give up Theres a new feeling in their hearts And this is hope They're shooting in their veins This is love That's breaking their reins This is their paradise Where the rich kids come to play This is their escape
My favorite thing to do, is to pretend I'm a writer. When reality I only write so I can sleep at night. Sometimes I pretend my old friends still care about me. When I already know they would rather get high than hang out. I used to pretend that I didn't care about anyone, or anything. But as it turns out I care about almost too many things. I used to pretend to dream to have everyone know my name. But I only dream of having a enough people know my name, And that maybe something I write could help someone else get some sleep at night.
