Dedicated to an Unknown Woman…

Sadness was the woman’s other name… Disappointment was her last name… Her indelible imprint from her record… It is forever engraved on her flesh and soul… Her tearful emerald eyes, like a love-victim angel who lost her wings with the first breath she took… She is tired of searching for the pure love she lost, rather than her lover…

She regrets leaving her God… She is as tired of love as every woman tired of separation… She is questioning her sin… Her eyes are lost in endless and untouched sinless happiness that is far away from now… Tired of love, she now sees the faces of every man she looks at like wild vultures attacking her carcass. … Now, even the most innocent, harmless smile is a sneaky weapon for her that she will escape to every corner… Sadness is another name for a woman… Disappointment is her surname… It’s all engraved on her name tag… Even the warm breeze hurts her everywhere… Her bruised and purple body… Or it feels that way with every minute that passes. , every hour… As they say, patriarchal life never grows roses where it hits… Its memories are bitter, it does not make people forget the bad days they went through… It will never make them forget…

While the entire ocean is her home, the princess of fairy tales is like a resentful mermaid who gave up her fins for the sake of her love, her neck is bent and her heart is broken… Her eyes, tired of love…