For a Year

About some bundle of days Back, I lived a life of unforgettable days Because many things happened. I collided with a single living matter That jousted me in many ways, Defeated me and dazed me in many ways, She used many techniques Just to see me demolished. Of course she accomplished Her plots and started another Plans in which she used tulips On her tongue just to allur me on her lips. The plans she designated perpetuated In owning me to her cobwebs she wove Just to let my legs and hands loomed With the cobwebs' fabrics. Her name became a demon to my senses, Everytime I motion, each of everyone of my joints reacts by her demons. I had no rest in mind and freedom In my daily activities. The days we wiped away Living together with her were just In counting; just for a year because I can remember the poem I wrote Which I titled as ''My new year''. I elucidated everything that were Swimming within my blood explicitly Without concealing anything tightly. She displayed crocodile smiles to me And also she clouded and depicted Her face with crocodile tears. She informed me that I was Ever living Man that showed her True love on earth. She also pasted some illusional gratitude On her tongues and blew it to me mercilessly without meditating what would happen to me. Anytime she was absent I used to feel Uncomfortable in any face; be it heartly Or externally. I wished I was with her everyday just To wipe away the miseries that were Dancing and performing their hearts' desires, But she had never wished a day for us To encounter, everyday reasoning that She had no time and chance for it. I was always in pronouncing her name Just to quench the thirsty in my bones, The bones that were always in need of Her love marrow so that they might robustly thrived. The thrived that expected thriving In getting a life partner perpetually. The perpetuation I wished would be For best to my off-springs. The off-springs I loggerthroated for them To be glad of with, So that they will be loving and caring For every girl that will be entitled with her name. I didn't know how I selected her As my tag in every activities of my life. I stuck her name in many of my fields Like there would no any bolt of departure Will escaped through our amidst. I'll fix this year in my field of record As a year of overwhelming, frustration, hatred, regret, ulcer, diabetes, paralyze, in fact arthritis. I'll never forget with this year That threatened me as not to try In engaging in love with any girl.