Mistake Poem by kay kareman

Am walKing down the lane.
Known same.
Seems liKe a different pain.
I feel before.
I pass before.

The pleasant voice i heard.
Rusticate ma heart.
I just die.

Die on that face
Not affable
To say.
Benison all i say.

From all the mistaKes i have done..
Am living is the most horrible one.

BreaKing ma rules
I want to breaK once again ma life.
I don't know why am.
For what am.
BreaKing the rules.

I don't have blood anymore.
To bleed.

Its hard to do all again.
Its more harder to thinK..
When its going wrong
Not by mistaKe..
Again and again

The season is changing
Clouds are darK
And sun is dying to be in light.

The reason is same.
As for the mistaKes done before.

The reason for the season.
Is me.
Only me..

Many mistaKes i have done.
I nodded taKe the blame
Even if its not me
Even its not mee...

Not you.
Not anyone i want to harm.
But its flowing in ma heart.
And its so warm.

I need to apologize.
For the mistaKes.
Done & will be done.