“My marriage and me” I

Age is catching up with me, shall I ever find my suiter? Should I give up hope, hoping for the desire of all women?

My clock of life turns gradually toward thirty

And yet, I am still single and love-thirsty

My peers marry and birth with glee

While my dreams to be happily wedded, continually flee

As I age and wrinkle,

Shall my stars ever twinkle?

Behold, my ovaries are growing cysts and nuts

Shall they bear me tots?

My family is getting weary

When shall you marry?

I know they ask out of worry

Yet, it only keeps me sorry and awryIs it my fault, that I am still single?

Despite all my efforts to mingle?

Yet, time still flies daily without hope for me….

Oh, my marriage and me! When shall it happen to me?

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