I've come to the abrupt conclusion
I shall die a foolish woman
yet more and more I am believing
I should be executed too for being one
I'll never understand men
it must be the ego that looms
in their own way
tearing down the drapes of
their own windows
and making a mockery of
all that I found lovely
I tell myself to let things be
just as they are
and yet that itself is so difficult
perhaps I too am in my own
way
so many conflicting signals
to read
I long for the comfort of
clear understanding
perhaps if the road to
love were so very easy
it would not be a road
I'd find worth taking
two lines keep coming
repeatedly now to my mind
astronomical pain
astronomical gain
sighs
as I sit here in the puddles
of my very own tears
now I fervently pray
if I must pass through all this pain
then let it all be well worth
'The Coming Of The Gain'
cause in the state of heart I am in now
feeling absolutely nothing at all
seems so appealing to my aching heart................
(March 16, 2010 331am)