Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Resilience? O, No!

“Oh! think I can't of resilience, "thought she,

To wifely work from my decision,” 

Staring at the scenes unspeakable,

Staged within the concrete structure,

Called home holding beings three,

During many days rolled in series

 With stops or pauses totally nil,

Till recently, as just has passed that time.   

 

Dreamy was her entry into the house,

With a feeling that the cloud nine

Has opened its gate before her

In its warmly welcoming arms

And was attested that to be true

Through stages numerous of

Acceptance hearty offered to her

By her own adored partner.

 

Crowded clouds in bundles owned  

her beloved spouse  on the visage, 

Their little darling when sped

A month or more early to come out

Widely opening the comfy womb

 that was his cradle for eight months,

 For witnessing the wonders around

Leaving his destined term unfinished.

 

Paid her husband no heed at all  

To what opined the doctor vividly,

As already had the seed of suspicion

Taken its very root in his mind,

And screams and shrieks in masses

Boomed within the walls dwelling

Swallowed it and sometimes retorted

She to prove that chaste she was.

 

 Despite the aches and pains suffered,

Desired she, for her prized dear;

to wait and see if time would erase,

The traces of doubt that shadowed her glee.

But alas! Couldn’t she endure it,

The move from him for ‘DNA’ test,

Stiff step of leaving the line took she

 clasping dearly, her little darling.




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