Memory Maze Poem by Birjais Zahira

Gazing in thy little red color,
The pink shadowed glow
On thy cheeks,
Quite blushingly, you named
My love, crimson and heart
Intact in between painted memories,
Those walls of misfortune
The solitude emerging from beneath
Yet, how luckily you held,
Those immersed eyes, and poured
Me the cup of deceit ignorance.
Am I unlucky or unloved somehow,
I assure you, under the blue sky,
Your hand has the power to
Take me into starry nights
And still you somehow,
lost me in the mazed galaxy.