This Is That Blamed Spot! Poem by Fayeda T. K.

Don't tell me to sing any song.
you would ask to sing from joy,
I can't ever find harmony with your-
hopes, and it's not a euphony.
lieu of that I will sing, but
from melancholy lines...
melody will make symphony...!
why should I enjoy you.......
as you have always,
broken me into tears...
so definitely I will make you sad!
hey, look this is not an Elysium,
never look back again,
keep on wheeling to the front track.