The world is full of fearless girls who fought
Against the world to marry their true love
And lost.
               A few stayed single, rose above
Their grief without an angry, bitter thought
And filled their hearts with friends and books and tea.
But some, by parents, forcibly were yoked
To someone strange and broke, their spirit choked.
Yet others met a stranger destiny:
A stranger husband but pure domestic bliss
With roses, strollers, jobs and kitchen sinks.
The rest still wait to break society's jinx —
For a second chance at love's elusive kiss.

We say that life deprived of love is death.
We’re wrong. What life requires is hope and breath.