Loathing Christmas Poem by Shabati Dokyu

Longing under the moon of damns and darkness
Feral tantrums of woe begins its address
My decent self had not but bawled its sadness
On the praised, inculcated and sulted mistress

Now Christmas come again and forevermore
My heart sings the sorrow it always adore.
The night solstice comes once again and occur
I remembered, I begged my God, mercy implore!

Memories I see and sorrow I cannot flee
Of the Christmas yonder there at the oakened tree
A Christmas night enfeebled by the worst disgrace
Of the insult spout by thy beloved mistress

Abandoned was I and left to posses solace
I was unable to concur her cruel transgress
I mourned and lament on the cruelty I can't flee
Of the Christmas yonder there at the oakened tree

Below this tree I yen of that broken affair
I yen in sorrow of what will Christmas leave me bare
Those hours when impungence so foul did even dare
Distress the moments, concuring a dame so fair

Longing under the moon of damns and darkness
Feral tantrums of woe begins its address
My decent self had not but bawled its sadness
On the praised, inculcated and sulted mistress