Huzuni

Irked be my ego of tragedies past

Beyond the bourn of plausibility

Shunned not the wage of possibility

For the memories forsake me aghast


Not a tear shall collapse nor be refrained

If so fear's mighty reflection shall quake

The art of bane I wish not unto partake

However rather I'd wish it be waned


Alas fickle humanity may be

As valiant many a table have turned

Notably all hope has been spurned

It is from this scene that I shall flee


Such quaint emotions vast I pen

As they coo carnal whispers of yen