Shaken Stare At Broken Heart Poem by RAM SREE

When my age in time to toss
Went a look at wedlock cause
Got a peep at distance mass
What I saw that first it was

When its time to share the life
Drown in sea of strife & grief
Came in form of better half
Also called in name of wife

Thought in life its game of joy
Brought it turn to catch of why
Landed broad in gauge of cry
Was it true to a man of shy?

Name it time to tare of Hume
Fame is made to form of fume
Lost in lust at beat of broom
Best in rest off shape of groom

Earning spree was robotic
Gaining spirit of fantastic
Helping hand round idiotic
Ending spread a lunatic

Blend in sour and sweet proven
Bind in two mind tend broken
Unlike fabric still woven
Was it law of set spoken?