Yowza! Please be nice, this is my first poetry fict! Please r+r!

Why? Evil overcame my true love

A force darker than jealousy, and stronger than love.

My darling is lost. Forever.

Someday I will join her in heaven, where she is now an angel.

I will leave this life in which there is no point in going on.

No point, now she is gone.

Memories are all I have, but they are not enough.

You can't kiss memories.

When I leave this world, I will go and meet with my love again.

I was the penniless sitar player, who fell in love with the courtesan.

But now I am the penniless poet,

Who has lost his Sparkling Diamond.