Dr. P. K. Verma

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A Wretched Creature - Poem by Dr. P. K. Verma

Like a daily routine,
She came to me
And started shouting
Crying, disputing,
Commenting, taunting,
Abusing, criticizing,
Mistreating and cursing
Demanding for money
A love without honey
She made my life a hell
For me nothing was well
I've become a slave for her
I've become a useless furniture for her
I've become a bagger for her
I've become a criminal for her
Yes, I'm a criminal
I must be punished
I must be hanged till death
I, myself is responsible for this punishment
Because I loved her
Because I liked her
Because I married her
Because I worshipped her
And now, I'm her husband
A misfortunate creature
A helpless creature
A loveless creature
A wretched creature.
-Dr. P.K. Verma

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 8, 2012

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