All of my stories that I write are fiction.
The gangster story, the serial killer story, and the child molestation stories are fiction.  Don't think they are true because they are fiction.

When drops of rain trip from your rosy cheeks
Then I lose my senses in real trance to take chance
I lost completely in curly paths on mountain peaks  
I do mot know whether it is sheer love or romance

When you touch me then my heart is in control
It wants to pick you up and to dance in trance
You are real taste of my love and beauty of soul
Let celebrate our love in beautiful Italy or France

Let me assure you I will love you for ever and ever
You will remain queen of my heart till my last breath
No one can create any distance have faith never
Our love will remain evergreen even after death

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

I sing him
all my songs,
with love and harmony

But never did
he sung
a love song
just for me.

Today I'll stop
I'll stop because
I know where this is going

I'll stop because
I know we're far from moving

And lastly
I'll stop because
I know
we're close to ending.