Wife Poem by Ravindran Govindaraju

Wife



Her Briareus hands that mends my home;
Often I am purblind,
Her love and labor to naught.
Vaingloriously travail,
only of the impending fraught-
by non discernment.

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Vijay Sai R 20 June 2013

a brilliant poem with so much internal synonyms

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Gajanan Mishra 18 June 2013

good poem, thanks, I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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