Angry Dude Poem by Malik Umer Ajmal

I'm not the bearer of anything rude,
If it's beloved or sunny dude.
Upon a beloved with angry attitude,
I can't bestow my gratitude.
Same in the harsh and strict sun,
My inner child can't have fun.

I'm wanting a beloved like the moon,
No hurry, if it's late or soon.
And weather like winter-eve,
Everything cold and ungrieve.

Beloved like the moon? worn and torn?
Who dims as the night is gone.
But the dry and killer winter,
Everything boring and bitter.

As a human, I'm not happy in any state,
Perhaps I'm just looking forward to my fate.