Thee My Mister, I Am Thou Mistress.

A Poem by Danish zia

Solitary In That Dark Hall,
My Shadow Fadded Away, And Lost.
Crystalized Tears Rolls From Sparkling Eyes,
Weep As Infant At The Corner,
Flinty Human Jerked My Flimsy Heart.
Neither My Deeds Icky Nor Bad,
Still The Offspring Of Adam And Eve,
Injured My Fragile Emotion.
Dusk Is Gone, Red Sun Out Of It Sight,
Now Its Midnight, Moon Light,
Merry Moment, She Stepped Into
Her Eyes Looked For Mine One
She Walked, Sat Next To Me.
Brought The Tissue Close To My
Flooded Eyes And It Absorbed The Grief,
What She Said Embraced Me,
Thee My Mister, I Am Thou Mistress.