Reborn Poem by Chan Mongol

REBORN
Poem by Chan Mongol
September 24 of 2021

Market was there but I never could sell myself, my life;
I missed ages after ages to be there as her type.
For sure, I needed a trust worthy right hand to move on;
For the promotion, expansion and exploration.
But What to do when I was unlucky, less fortunate;
I had to carry on as a loner with the one way ticket.
I missed to stick with her as I looked at the upper sky;
I looked at trees and at birds how they sit, how they fly!
Why happiness is the mirage and why we die?
No logical answer and it doesn't matter how much we try!
Did I ignore her importance in my rapid run?
Since, I only looked at stars, at the moon, at the Sun!
I wanted her to be the co-pilot in the journey, with me;
For the overfly flight from the point A to the point Zee!
Life seemed too short for younger or, for older;
Many lost spouses immediately and or, within a year.
She skipped me in the other side of the Hemisphere;
For her, too many toys are but for me the nature!
Meanwhile, layers after layers of the life are gone;
Is there a way to go back to the primitive age to reborn?