Impossible to sum up
how odd it was,
today.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened
except no progress was made
in the area of Love.

kind of gloomy mood today,
thinking I might meet a friend
for a movie...

the thought did cross as she was female,
you know which thought: maybe she and I...

but it crossed and left as she and I
have very different kind of personalities,
good friends maybe but nothing more.

Is it not odd how male and female
friendship is, perhaps never fully
amicable because there can be this
undercurrent of desire?

Tis a somehow sad thought,
I wonder how and why it persists...
in this social soliloquy
called life....
can't we all just merry be?

and the sky was quite a thing to see
today, not as black as always
in the night, wishing myself away
to a far freer galaxy
where strife and toil reign not indeed...

But it was just a sorrowful dream,
a requiem in this Odd, Odd Day
even though I am not yet dead.