Lost In A Misruled Game Poem by Iris Mista

Have you ever felt so alienated and lost
On a misty day in the early October
Before the arrival of snow and frost
Different, estranged, lonely and sober

All those surrounded, so totally at ease
You are the only one standing straight
Stress and utter loneliness make you freeze
being out of touch is what you desperately hate

Like this one egret, standing alone in the field
So many of us have souls being just the same
Without those like us, standing without a shield
Being part of an unknown and misruled game

How misleading our painfully inward gaze
When we just take another unseen angle
we see the others through the strange haze
Members of the circle of our own bangle

For we can feel so totally forlorn on this earth
On a misty day, after a forgotten summer
No other similar soul ever was given birth
And therefore…. We are just the only mummer

October 13,2013