In the night I wait,
For slumber to take my eyes,
he will not have me.
I lay on my bed,
seperated from my love,
nightmares only come.
How can I escape?
When will I ever get rest?
Don't leave me, but go.
This is what you need,
Then go and do what you do,
I'll be here waiting.
I don't understand.
How could you just leave like that?
five years, and a week.
It took just one week.
seven days, and forever.
You belong to them.
you are not mine now.
The governments property
not free, not for me.
You chose this for you.
Don't complain, don't say a word.
It's all about you.
Not for the riches,
But, you get to see the world.
I'm proud, good for you.
Military life,
Military strife, and me
Military wife.
I am just here now.
I spend every night alone.
In the night I wait.
Khairul Ahsan, Thank you for reading this. and commenting. I appreciate it. Sometimes just one comment and one reader can help to alleviate the feeling of not being heard at all. Much appreciated.
While reading this beautiful poem of yours, I was simply amazed! You have so wonderfully painted the pain, insomnia, loneliness, and anxiety of a 'Military Wife'! 'Military life, Military strife, and me Military wife.' - Well said! 'you are not mine now. The governments property not free, not for me.' - A harsh reality. The note is heart touching. 'I don't believe in fighting for something or someone that you don't know. When he joined, it broke my heart.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How sad. I don't agree with war either - it's all about making money, at the expense of innocent, and gullible young men.