The Lady With No Mercy Poem by Meraj Ahmed

Sitting alone in thedark, Irecollected From night to the dawn
The sleepless night and the ferocious fright
Restless days and the harsh rays
That I may cease to live, oh Percy
Without the lady with no mercy
The dreamers dream, and the sensational glowing heart, that all are vanished
In a moment or two
And dreams like broken lyres, cut the soul from head to the toe, all through
And that which she sees and treats unseen
Breaks the heart and makes it restless
That was once shrine
No more of her, I know. Than, oh Percy
She is the lady with no mercy.