Sonnet Poem by Mushtaque B Barq

Can this distress denser be than her tress
Such razor edges mercilessly cut
When on thy arrogant cheeks flirt  the mess
 Openly into bits put gallant gut

Nasty ruthless razor of hatred, sword
May a layer take along, limb as well
And bring to court a mutilated bird
 Luxury and favours royal to swell

But, cut of tress in recess of heart lives
 Lethally into the veins of mind dance
Every now and then breaks the deadly news
Never to offer to live second chance

On skin a wound may heal with time and tide
Never ever has healed beneath the hide