She asks me, wild with shame How could you betray the values I taught The life you have today? Do you not have love in your heart? Do you have no shame? My heart cries to see her pain But it knows and feels the pain The cruel gifts of fate I tell her, I've been nice for far too long Far too sweet, and far too cruel It's long overdue, to see the truth And see this lie for what it is My heart yearns for a love that transcends oceans My body longs for a love that borders madness My mind weeps for a moment of peace Could you not see, I needed your hand I needed a guide to find my way But, instead you guided me with fear One so great I gave my consent To a live a life half lived
Wow! That's real deep @BhumiBabe Is this your first poem? For sure the first poem of yours that I have read. Keep writing. You have a gift
@BhumiBabe Very deep thoughts and conveying message to too dear one. If it relates to real then my good luck to you!
Bhumi Ji , this poem is beautiful ! I have been a silent member for a long time . There were few IL members whose posts really made me think . Yours was one of them. If this poem is inspired from real life I think I very well understand what you are conveying. Take care and keep writing . You write very well !
You may be BhumiBabe but this poem is out of the world. It just bounced off my head but my heart grabbed it all. After all that is the aim of any poem, isn't it?
Hi BhumiBabe, I do hope this is not a true story, but I would not be surprised even if it is, since this is the social ethos in our country when it comes to women. Our mothers would rather see us being silent, suffering, carriers of the 'honour' of the family rather than warrior women who fight for their rights. For too long women have been to be submissive and accept whatever is doled out to them as their destiny. When we stand up and fight, we can't expect people to talk well of us. Obviously - their privilege is being questioned. When people speak badly of us, our parents see it as a judgment on their upbringing. This is what the poem conveyed me. I don't know if I am right or wrong. Congratulations on the poem being nominated.
@BhumiBabe Thanks to the nomination and winning, I am able to read this wonderful poem reflecting the mindset of a suffering woman in a wedlock. It is unfortunate that no man is all perfect or all defective which results in this dilemma. Emotional drain caused by someone is much more painful. I am a very weak-minded man to see that suffering may be that is why God didn't gift me with a sister or daughter.