Standing Alone Poem by Huzaif Ahmad Mir

Standing alone in the darkness of light
Scenes were many but the was death of my sight
All were laughing at the life of mine
As I had gone out of my shine
There was she too whose house was my heart
But now she had found some other cart
When she laughed my heart began to weep
As this was not I deserved to reap
But now I have developed taste of pain
Now I am used to useless gain
Now I will go to place of my love
And remember memories of my dove
I am leaving because of your crime
As I couldn't become a loved poem
This all has happened in real sense
No need to take it a fiction hence