“how To Live Alone” Poem by M. Shahid. H Chouhdry

Can I wrap my hand?
Round orb, in this band,
Can I walk on arid sand?
As a prisoner desire to land,

Can I be in contention?
To my ending love and attention,
Can you sign this letter for sanction,
Inside, I sentenced your detention,

Will my wrath and anger end,
Can anyone make me mend,
So I am able to walk or wend,
As I have nothing to write and send,

Can you give me a piece of time,
Nib now dead, So I begin with the lime,
To write a slaying tale of love crime,
But contrary to sime, (Simenon)

But, Now I give up all this d*mn misery,
For which I ruined, a treasury,
So-called love with all its brutality,
So begin to live alone fiercely.

And call it quits at absolute span,
So a balmy turns to amiable man,
And love hangover shed lightly,
So I can live alone slackly.