Why are you soliloquizing
It’s hard to conjecture
Of your stretched out monologue;
Are you entrenched
In fired up unabating emotions?
I know how difficult it can be
Your stormy plight
In a literary rendition.
Make the writing on the board
Easy to decipher;
The one giving you insomnia
Cannot be your soulmate
As destined for you by the divine;
Worry not then about what is not meant to be yours.
In moments like these,
Spill out a good doze of mettle,
To cope with prevailing challenges.