NOOSE

NOOSE


My life’s a silent suffering,
Complaining is no use.
I feel as if my neck is caught
In a tightening noose.

But just because I am silent,
You think that all is fine.
For you it’s not important that
I have a moment mine.

I need time to discuss with you
What is ailing my life
I want to share with you constant,
Doubts and the daily strife.

I know my beauty is fading.
You’re no more attracted.
To the internet and TV,
You are now addicted.

Why should the home and children be
My sole burden always?
I wish you could lend me a hand
At least on holidays?

My pain is ever increasing,
I can’t hold back my tears.
As time passes my noose tightens
More and more o’er the years.



* Written in abcb, 8-6-8-6 format
• Rating as on 1 December 2007: 4.5 [average of 10]

M C Gupta
21 Ocober 2003