Bad Matching Poem by Chan Mongol

BAD MATCHING
May 27,2019
Poem by Chan Mongol

Do you have to fight with me
To hurt me can't be an ideology!
Irrationally, you make me nervous
As a cult member, as a ferocious!

Don't give me the painful sting
To pierce my body is a mean thing.
Nothing in the nature stings me
Neither, I bother them morally!

My mind or soul is in my physique
Days and nights you made me sick.
I don't understand what you are
Talkative, rude with bad temper!

You should be a snake or a lion
Why a human with so much poison?
What else I can do, I can tell
Is your middle name the hell?

Is that how your kind as a whole
Or, only you who learnt such to rule?
But why did you targeted me as a prey
Why pouring toxic on me every day?

I think, we were not meant for each other
I should have gone to a Greek astrologer!
I could know prior about my type, my nature
Cannot match to live with your character!

Most of us in many countries heard
That Leo Tolstoy terribly suffered.
Death pain was better than wife's presence
That, the wife was his least tolerance!