Dilemma

Keeping the faith in light
When the fickle candle flame
Is facing a wind fight

Confrontation is a must
Even in the sinister darkness
Whether for love or for lust

Keep up the spirit
Acknowledge the rejection
As it is the writ

Build the space
Leave some room
All for joy, some for gloom

A face off with the impending God
Without a sketch
Arguably the oddest of odd

Eventually,
The candle will light up
The gloomy space
Whether for love or for lust
The face off will be destroying
Not you, but the dilemma

A vicious dead end

She was adopted
Never met her biological parents; they were dead; No siblings; No known relatives
Her adopted parents never hid this from her
She was raised like one of their own
Luck was on her side, and she found the ideal match
A very loving husband
A soul mate
Now she craved for a child
Somebody who has her genes
Somebody who can look like her
Another living person in this whole universe who shares a biological similarity
Luck was not on her side this time
She was sterile
A complete barren