First an orphan, than a widow
Trouble, sickness AND death
One after another
It became painful just to watch
To neglect the kindness
That He has given
Is sheer ungratefulness
But to plod on and embrace every love knots
In repeated warnings
That is truly lifeless!
They said the signs were concealed
For my sake it was done
You should embrace the severe blows
Made complete year after year
Because thats generousity
The comforter of all sorrows
As the years close
with all the rust and rough surfaces
I felt more like an orphan than a widow
So anxious about the signs and blows
I search the motives
And tried to unfold all the mysteries
Each line resonates warmth
Every move spells heartaches
Each blow was like sending a wild rose
And the token of death is pretty mild?
And I, the orphan
must move on
With unceasing zeal
and much wisdom?
With dad gone
The pious cares gone too
And Mum followed
All love and careless care suddenly ceased
As my age got riper
The failings grew stronger
And tightly strained emotions
lurked every corner
Waiting to pour all over
In those moments of desperations and Hell
I made a bow to reach you
Instead I lost myself....
Which sorrow have you?
For none like mine
Which joy have passed you?
Too little to count
For this wounded mind
Have made my sanctions by prayers
Yet my glancing eyes are still
glistened with tears
On every wing of time
Those tears scarcely rest an instant
My fleeting thoughts borne forward
To all who have left me
Sadly, nothing reached this heart anymore
Though everything and everyone passes me by
Secretly, I have no wish beyond
To be here without them
Yet I could not turn aside
To weep in silent
Where is my partner of fate?
Could you feel me now?
The timid graces of a tired woman
They are harsher now than before
Ive lost that lovely moves
Even the shaded eyes
Have no sweetness
Yet Im still content
Beyond the power of my will
To get a matchless man
Be it soon or never?
Forgetful it would seem
For Ive been here six times
Bled and scarred by many thorns
Yet I want it to go on
So I wait for that painless joy
and the comfort of a
cheap gem from another vain man
in this trying hour!
