What to write, when the words hang tight on the rope
The days are filled with possibility and endless hope
So many options and choices to be made
As my physical youth slowly fades
My mind a castle built on teal marble stones of bliss and desire
For what else am I alive but to build and inspire
Theres a fine wire that hangs from the head
Of the dusty old French maiden now an echo in the wind and dead
To leave a legacy or just to simply exist
As does the pretty fluffy kitten in the lap of a miss
We wander in wonder to learn the ways
Through keen wide eyes a curious soul does sway
A feather on a  bird, A dust in the wind
Holographic existence a  mango slowly ripened
Not hollow like all hollows eve
or a ghosts empty sleeve
holo like hello, lets get ready to take a dive
for today with a slow inhale we are alive

Powerful Holo
Please don't take me light my friend
And never ever try to insult or offend
I have my own style as well as my trend
First impression about me may not be end
I am passionate person with intuition
I carry along me my pronounced mission
I have my clearcut stance and position
When I take a position I never divert decision
I have a powerful and beautiful holo
My approach remains frank and solo
Being innovative I go for any nouveau
You will never ever be able to know in toto
My style attracts people around me
Don't take me a simple drop but sea
Being unpredictable what reult be
But I am a soldier in every word true
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Nov 2020 Love Remains