Alone she
stood across the snowy door,
A shaft of
light far away,a mote
Her cup of
tea was long forgotten,
A lump of
anxiety formed in her throat
Fear
gripped her shaky soul
Up and down
she paced in the hellhole
Her mind
threw up random thoughts
They clogged
and tied themselves in knots
Of despair
and worry
Her heart
raced up in a whirry
The jeep
landed at her cursed threshold
Oh what
sight did behold
The poor
man lay like an animal
Lifeless
and breath was minimal
His end was
near
He wanted
his wife to give him some cheer
After all
this end was what she signed up for
This life
was the one she would abhor
The man had
no words to say
All his
wife wanted him was to stay
The life
left his wounded body
Spouse
stood shaken,he was now a nobody
The life at
the border was hard
To her ,the
life ahead was scarred
With no one
to share her laughs
Sorrow was
plain as a pikestaff
To the
mourning heart
What shall
stop the feelings being goulart
The infant
son lay whining in the crib
Oh heart
how long will you mourn
Nursing
this broken dream and a shattered life
To this
waif a world of strife
To years
and beyond the heart swells with stinging pain,
To wallow
or to deign the feeling of worthlessness
To nestle
in the wilderness of indifference
Or to rise
to a life beyond this woe
An antidote
to a glimmer of hope
Shatters
when stopes of sorrow surpass the scope.
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