My Cupcake Poem by Al Hassan Amal

I was found to be mayaca why I was live and deprived, so you covered me with drapes of Love,
A tree stumped aside for a mossy grow,
Resting at a side part of the Hill,
I was favorable to have nimbling being like you.

Will you be like a volcano covering my body after disaster,
When the biosphere is cloudy,
Will your love abstain from me,
When I was about to depart for Jericho to see north end of the Dead sea.

Loving you wasn't a fenoy; gush out the venom being you had,
This love; is what I craved for when melancholy of affection attacked me,
When the drought craved for rain,
For summer fruits and flowers.

My heart defies the sun,
Both shall but glow yet more divine,
It's course more oft as it run,
Till we spurn the earth for the second time.