Let you hear me a tale of woe
In world have no friend but all foe
Here is not anyone to wipe my tear
To animate in my broken heart like flare
Under the garb of bewitching smiles
I lost my heart in deceitful wiles
I stand alone under the starry sky
My flyer thoughts cease to be after fly
Love and hatred not equal things
Both are ride upon airy wings
Seamy side of my past life
Which were engrossed in rife
Whenever fell in love with someone
Every time faced tragic downfall yon
Each momentary glamour deceived me
Who wished for heart and soul by me
As blotto of amity my restless feelings
Dive into ample sea of tender feelings
Into the balmy realm of amour
Still hand on the lamp to glamour
Nice form...the sentiments although are not cheerie...are real, good poetry.