A Scoripion's Sting

Inside a singing soul....
Rings a bell of solitude.....
The heart that bore unbounded love.....
Is Sour with lust.....
Fallen for a scorpion...
Left the song in distress...

Mighty sun has an eclipse....
Oh, What am I to ponder??
Only when love matures
Does it show its hues...

For why is a screen of mirage
Mid of water?

Said I am the worst - makes me think

Was I given the best?