Flying From The Chagrin

She flew high up in the sky waving

To the bicycle at her door,

A sense of release within her core.

There is no meaning to her existence

she felt. But today she had

Crossed oceans to reach the bridal belt.

That was not her idea though she loved

her destination. Oh! How amused

She was with the 10,000-year-old glaciation.

A belief of life after death after a life

not fully lived she held, hoping

That someday the curse would be dispelled!

She had wailed centuries ago, beneath

the sky, blue. But at the time she was

Ignorantly praising the mesmerizing horseshoe.

A so-called mean friend was by her side. Self –

absorbed, imprudent, in whom she would

confide. Who didn’t abide, who never did abide!

She faced her unfortunate divine clash with the

Vicious crab. And then she returned

To haunt the friend’s daughter for her ugly scab.

The celestial daughter released all her turmoil.

Oh! she toiled, how much she toiled for her

Mother’s sins with a tailspin, shedding her sheepskin.

The daughter found her life story and her

Mother’s friends’ akin. So, she decided to

Move to the West to break the cycle of the chagrin!

She finally flew away from the chagrin!