Back Home Wife … 2905-2k13 - Poem by saadat tahir
Protected child of hamlets gone
In time she’s learned to colors don
Skipped pranced in nursery games
heard sinister hush of girlie shames
Parallel to humbug, opened eyes
Understood meaning of stifled sighs
sipped the gospel soaked up some
horror and tales of kingdom come
Along her path to heavier books
No pleasing breaks in shady nooks
A disquieting mix of rituals, skills
under lingering fret of utility bills
sometimes shook by fear of rakes
then again say whatever it takes
hate chance falter with a fake
silently in embers smolder bake
cast off walks in a mixed up park
no candlelit reprieve in a bedroom dark
her life is packed and of her choice
increasingly inside an echoing voice
asks harrowed heart, who am I?
want a family, but not on the sly!
ever struggling with feet in boats
split up thus we cross no moats
No respite in a borrowed life
But no fun in a back home wife
Poet's Notes about The Poem
A very popular series (soap opera like) published series in my home country is called...'teen aurten teen kahanian' (Urdu)
translation.... three women three stories
i have tried to be non judgmental and just portrayed what the minds eye sees.
There is no bias involved or preference, just a poetic rendering of what i see around me.
Yes.... my impressions.
Distant bells...1905 - 2k13
Sovereign girl … 1905 - 2k13
Back home wife … 2905-2k13
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