Fate Vs Date Poem by Muhammad Shakour Algnash

When I look at my self and my own deceived fate
thus loosing you what shall bring
I look through my window evoking my mate
Wishing alone but weeping about your thing
Dwelling far and one closed gate
Distressed heart so eager but no hope
Most of my joy I had all in my first date
Forgetting you just like killing dope
tears Partaking and wait my slain
Outcast and lament that my mistress doesn’t feel
Your face Whips up alas dear with little pain
You jests lark and know how-to deal
My heart reflects the sadness through my face
Scorn yourself as you the best race