Samridhi Girdhar/The Baron

If you could find me 

Buried deep within the moss 

You would have to realize 

You’ve suffered immeasurable loss 

You would have to be brave 

To venture into my estate 

But the finest fortune does await 

I am no witch 

How dare you assume! 

You must have been fooled  

By the black cat and broom 

It’s your lucky day, for my heart, it bleeds! 

I will excuse your mistake 

But the cost is cumbersome and hard to shake 

You seem smart 

A rarity of a man with a persistent, clever glint 

But appearances are deceiving 

For you don’t read the fine print 

By morning, your soul is drained 

I weep on the inside; it is such a shame! 

But, my dear, you’ve only yourself to blame