I wrote this poem in July 2005 when I was doing my bachelours. It is on the exploitation of married women (abusive marriages).
Quietly in the lonely nights
She lingers for him for hours
Breathing in, the gloomy nights
Staring at the clock ticking
Dreams of his warmth
She waits!
Time and time again, she suspects him
But he assures her with his false promises
Her soul is boosted again
She lives in a fantasy world
He hums her to sleep
She smiles!
Next season her curiosity again awakens
She inquires him to please open up
He shuns and threatens her
She can’t believe that she’s been living on a lie
She thrusts herself to sleep
She’s hurt!
Time goes by and finally it’s obvious
She can’t believe she was the last to know
Tears roll down her eyes,
As her tomorrows shatter into yesterday
All those cherished moments turn into grimy ashes
She cries!
She urges to stand strong, to face reality and him
And utters the words that her tears forced her to say
He exploits her, he humiliates her
He beats and he abuses her
She looks up to him and knows he’s stronger
She’s lost!
Finally she decides to fix her broken pieces and home
Mastering up courage, trying to put them together
Thinks that she will sort things out with him
She walks up to him, and sees her with him
She’s shattered, she’s lifeless, she’s devastated
She’s broken!
Ignited, petrified and impassive,
She holds on to her wrecked pieces
She desperately requests him for her last hope
She asks him, she pleads, she begs
He beats, he thrashes, and he chucks her out
She leaves!
She still waits for one impossible moment
She still lives upon a false hope
She has lost her body, heart and soul
She has lost her beauty, guts and courage
She has lost her expectations, trust and optimism
And yet, she lives!
