The Song Of A Sad Lover Poem by Vishal Sharma

Despite the long term of faith he
suited
To please her mistress with the full
heart
An unpleasent wind of hate blew so
firm
Uprooted those pleasent memories
away by far
Life has turned out to be rumble and
crumble
Into darkness, found a room of relief by
pains
And into his confession, the boy sang
blood so deeply
That even the song of the epic, before
it, became voiceless

Far away from lovely sight, he
witnessed,
A roaming upheavel cry into his dusty
sleeves
That had a lot of meaning to mean
that heartless
Who made the fly loving sun to settle
down the sink
Whose eyes, now, never hamper that
brave emotions
Voice becomes hoarse with the dirty
unpleasent sound
And the judgement of fate remains
within themselves
Whose destingy is yet to be settled by
the Godly hands.