my lost verse

My happiness has gone And this is not at all a fun , I've lost my dear verse Which is the most terse In my poem, so i become furious, For the one that remains is spurious, I hate when i did things better Like Writing a poem or a letter, Being undone by my own hand, So accusing others for that isn't unkind ? There is no answer found And there no body around, To help me getting back That verse i've lost so Who should i attack ? My own self who did the foolishness ? Or no way shouldn't give away my selfishness? I'm now confused and in confusion, But all right i used to do such allusion . And i should complain none but me Who erased my own glee. That verse has forever gone And this is not at all a fun . H.A.Zeid🇳🇪 10/02/2025