The Fate of my Friend’s
Love Marriage
Her day starts early morning
With parents’ blames and plenty of scorning,
Her fault is that her marriage is not working
Even her father who used to be her King…
Now disdains, yells and shuns
Showering her with dozens of painful puns
Yes, she is at ‘her’ home,
At least that is what she thinks,
Her fate as if mocking at her, and winks.
Her husband, though not a drunkard
But has a rude behaviour and habits absurd.
When in a bad mood, he spills it out on her,
Things have only worsened year after year.
As if abuses and violence were all that she lacked,
These too came, along with her marriage, packed.
This wasn’t enough to make a bad marriage,
Destiny gifted her, moreover, with miscarriage.
Still, you see, just her husband wasn’t enough
To make her life tough,
Her in-laws misbehave, brother-in-law doing the most.
He even harassed her once when she was playing host.
She now regrets her decision and cannot even complain
As this marriage was her choice and now no love, at all, remains.
I often feel helpless, suggesting her to take a step,
But the lack of her own family’s support is what keeps the gap.
‘Where is my home?’ whenever wonders and asks
I really wish someday I could remove all the ‘masks’
Alas! I’m bound, with invisible rope in my hands,
I’m afraid I cannot do anything unless she takes a stand.
All that could be done by me and you is – pray,
That may things get only better for her, may her marriage stay.
Yes, stay is what I said because she is scared of the society and fate
Now only the magic wand could be spun by Almighty the Great.
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