Single
Single
Yes she is single
And she is thirty four
But being a woman
It hurts more.
She was rejected twice,
To be as a bride.
She was deceived,
By the guy she loved.
Her old parents now
Need her support.
She is is the only one
Who could escort.
People around her
talk of her fate.
Some look her down
Some pity on her state.
Talk about her life
It is boring.
She thinks value for her life
is nothing.
No new friends
No one to talk.
No moments to share
Neither she could recall.
Her hope is depleting
No one could revive.
It's just her body
That continues to survive.
Why people think a single woman
As unprotected and weak.
She toils alone for bread
And gets no love she seek.
She has to fight the whole world
Till she turns "really weak".