The dream is gone
Like my troubled wisdom teeth
One after another—for four times
Infected, injected, ironed and removed
The dream along with teeth
The world has shattered
Like undocumented driver on wheels
I sat on my own car and drove!
On road—graveled and unraveled--towards destination
My love has malformed
With much care, plan and respect
Like my new car in tortuous mountain road
Now existed only the torso carting away the debris
The castle has fallen; the wound is cured
Yet life is infected, injected and worsen
With a facetious, smart-alecky crack about do-good little rich girl
The surgeon just enlarged the pain; deep effusion
Resurged in my heart as vista of memories
Now I’m leading the life on wheels without teeth, without dream and without the world!
