I am a troubled woman
Sitting on a black chair
Drawing some strategies on the map of my life
Moving some pawns
From dark spots to white spots
From white corners to dark corners
Giving orders subtly to my credulous pawns
And I suddenly take the shape of a Baphomet
Making them do what contributes to my kingdom
I little mermaid Queen called Bahin Ji in my dreams
Is to execute these strategies
For I woman on my black chair
Can't allow my little self to fail
For the dream is too big
And the sky so high
And my beloved mother so down in her grave
So the moves need to be the right
Dark brain, sly mind
I advance and reign on my little plot of Land!

I realised after bouncing back that
It was too beautiful to be true
Too wonderful to last, so I sighed
The only thing I could do when you ended
All that made US, All that made you and I
 ONE
So, Only the nice pictures left, the pain feels
lighter, a little pinch in my heart is still here
But still more bearable and manageable now
It appealed so much like the "it  was meant to be"
     Perfect
The thing now was that, I hit a stage when I know
my worth and the reason why I could not insist was
that I was very much ready for someone who wants
To hold on to me, who is ready to receive all that
I could give, you were not ready, or wanted a pretense of
         Freedom
I cherished  this whole experience, of finally hitting
somebody that completes me, embellishes me, doing
everything to complete my happiness, I might be
writing these few words, so that in two or three years
these would be the words of, how I am feeling now
on this bizarre but still wonderful 1st of October so
   Quiet
You gave me joy and peace, and the very experience
only true lovers can go through, when midnight hits
And it's all I can take, the good and the great, how
could I take a piece of the cake that I am used to eat
       Whole
So, I walk away, I would not have given my friendship
To whom removes me, the so unique love I so asked
        For!