Quartets

How difficult is the word "Acceptance"
And let a long cherished dream whiz past you
when the things we suppose,define us
Those things the same,we have to throw...

Smashed into pieces,my looking pane
Showed the thousand aspects of
My countenance,Had it been a whole lot
The same side would have been shown again...

Loving eyes and the touch of the warmth 
Mesmerized mind when lost that state
Nothing could she utter when in dream
When she woke, she had nothing to say...


Loss gain, separation and pain-
Names of tychoons and dusty winds here
when they blow, they hurt; when they go, they hurt
But create beautiful ripples in the bay...