Rejection Poem by Ndimancho T Nyowikeh

Fair mistress!
In thy heart, a stratum I found.
In thy soul an air of the grove billow.

Much have I travell'd in the realms,
And many maidens have I glanced;
None!
Worth thy charms and sensation.

Fair mistress!
Ye, were not sent forth to go back.
Muse! Be then thy power of poesy on my pen.
Hereafter, we will colleague after bridging the bar.

Fair mistress!
Love Ye not me?
She will ponder and render pardons.
But my hearts knows not the tongue of pardons;
And she with me on a lonely trunk,
Amidst teenage whisper "luv you not my heart".

Fair mistress!
Persuasion moves thee not?
Or more of romance shall I render?
No! Thy heart is but Rocky, soft knows not thee innards.

PEACE! Be gone!
Let me wail and moan in my closet.

_Ndimancho T Nyowikeh