Spent in worthless days are wasted efforts,
For my love ended not in bliss as written in heaven,
given to such a woman, a mistake in entirety.
Everything fell on soil so loved,
Yet gave no growth to planted affection,
Such was a woman I fell in love with.
Consumed all within her path,
giving no heed to blessings from above,
for everything was hers to grab,
and nothing was hers to love.