A Jazzment Poem by Shant Shukla

I had a world, a lovely world
Holy love, unsung emotion,
I got everything,
It was a relation without condition,
No profit no loss it's only a genlte walk,
One day a devil came,
His act became the reason of shame,
His influnce make me to jazz my god,
I try to jazz a jazz,
She knows every action before action,
With down shoulders I loose the battle,
I hearted her a lot,
She should take revenge of every pain
Then it will be a jazzment gain,
How long she will pardon me,
I have no right to say,
I lost my world my lovely world,
I have lost trust, emotion & u,
I don't have right to miss u,
I have only guilt with embarassing eyes,
It's learning of life,
A cowardice is lively dead,
My name became my identity,
I have became an impotent,
I don't know how to say her,
As I was earlier as I'm today.....