Poem by:a-jerry
Title:"above her prime,yet Unmarried".


Tears drips,i m lonely!!
i wasn't made to choose my gender.

Loneliness i am!,my heart is never
content
its crave for more.
i'm still waiting for you to find me.
My days re restless,i m been pressured
by my friends.
will my heart ever find solace.?
will it ever-lead me to your destination.
For i'm been treated unfairly by this
world.

i'm sad,empty in the midst of this roaring crowd.
wanting nothing,but to be with you.
but i'm consumed with fear,i dont know where to go from here.

And sometimes if not more....

i try to isolate myself Because,my heart
skip skeiter,from the slaying words i
hear
why must the world blame me,?
i wasn't made to choose gender.
i only grew up to see the woman i
become.
i was formed and made on.
Why must my case be different?on my
youthful exuberants
i carried babies,i danced and share
cards of happy ending's.
i looked forward to the day i would be
kissed by my prince charming in the
presence of ya all
but!!,
on the last day before i passed my
prime.

i stopped going to wedding ceremonies

Because,i felt
the world is against me.
it brought a wet mark on my face,i
feared against time.
swept livid with my broom
as i searches for my groom.

i pause for a while,i gazed up to the sky
what is the meaning about life.?
When my fears,fails to seek the
meaning out of it.

Sigh i recall.

i'm a decent lady,full of romanticism.
i kept my body robust,
yet unpenetrated to the core.
a workaholic.
discipline to her profession,so as not to
be a burden to the payer of my dowry.
a favourite child of my parent
a woman with less worries
a woman of someone dreams
where could my groom be,?for i cant
wait like this any longer.

As i swept with my broom
i gazed to the window again

for i am old,unhappy a fading image of
my old-self
i used to think life was a fairytale
that my soul-mate would come find me

for i am beautiful and smart,
virtuous and kind.
But if i loose to those slut everyweekend
at the altar
those reused terms mean nothing to me
for the wind know my heart,it only
expression of the pain i felt.
for i m lonely,so i exclaimed!!.

Loneliness i am!.
my heart is fallen like a broken arms,
my age is no longer the same
my friends got married long ago.
It makes me feels ashame,
my once fine face is wrinkle.oh tinkle
tinkle "little me"
where could my bread winner be?.
my inner thought is no longer patient,
As i sweep furiously with this broom.
i'am searching for my groom.



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#seun #madrid guy

i swear down i don't understand anything hear..................the only thing i read was i kept my body robust?

joylegacie7:
i swear down i don't understand anything hear..................the only thing i read was i kept my body robust?

Sorry about that.....