When I am alone, by Jadia4708au Subscribe to rss feed for Jadia4708au

You were not there when needed
You had promised me when we wedded
That you will stand by me when I am alone
Even let that be heavy wind, cruel rain or cyclone

Before we decided to go ahead with married life
You had carefully chosen the role of wife
You had also whispered in my ears
That you shall be true companion for years

How greatly I felt about those sweet words?
They were like lubricant covered on sword 
Life was known to be a weapon with double edge
Not all was to be moving right with so many pledges

It was circumstantial embracement totally unknown
You were never in angry mood with face dark and swollen
Something was eating you from within and totally unnoticed
You were loosing temper easily and totally antagonized

You were there at door steps when I entered home
With so much innocent smile and ready to welcome
I used to forget tiredness as if had totally gone
You were providing complete strength and relaxation at home

Even though we had decided to forgo little on our sides
There remained wide gap and differences besides
She was extra ordinarily brilliant and over imposing
Still she had relented and did not show as way of enforcing

 
Twos dashing personalities can not remain long at one place
Either of two has to take over helm of affairs in the race
Their true metal will come in open clash at little attitude
Later on it might pick up to dangerous level of magnitude

If any one of them realizes the seriousness of the relation
There won’t be any chance of coming up such questions
It can surface but can be brought under control easily
It won’t ’be allowed to worsen further and brought down
firmly
  
First time I noticed nothing was going well from sometime
It was feared it may erupt with little ignition anytime
She was loosing patience on each and every occasion
I was loosing peace of mind and controlled passion


She would speak no words or express displeasure
She will neglect and keep mum to show it for sure
This will irritate me further to my discomfort
This was first sign of crack and set back in rapport

The discontent was brewing and I had its bitter test 
I was trying to curb anger and not showing it at least
She had decided to strike it with full force at best
I feared life will be miserable to prove for the rest
Posted: 2011-02-20 09:57:17 UTC

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