Monologue Of An Unhappy Woman Poem by Saroj Padhi

You chase me like a pariah dog

during walk in the morning garden
where I pursue
the specter of dreams lost to the late moon;
you suck from me like a leech during sleep
when the night is hardly aware of what you are doing,
till the sun awakes me to thousand pains
in breasts, bones and loins;
you call me by names of pets
that hardly love you;
our kids wear desolate looks
like thatched houses burnt in recent lightning
longing desperately for repair;

When will you get into my thoughts?
When will you free me from shackles of ‘donts' and ‘nots'?
When will you catch pearls from my words
and release fetters from caged birds?
When will you rise to catch those butterflies of my dreams?
When, when will you listen to my silent screams?

I'm just waiting for that moment of recognition
when love will find its true ignition!