Half Husband

 She is my spouse sitting beside me coolly,

Looking very ordinary and simple.

Appearing very calm but self-full of hidden arrogance,

Like Narcissus superiority and there sh lives with me.

 

Designed by parents but people failed simple countenance,

The ignorance and passion hid behind silence,

How such a guise came there? Such stuff

Crafted after a long discussion at the table of joy.

 

She had a mind too quickly made cheerful,

Too easily impressed by any other man.

My love never got any favour at her breast,

Officious sharks would get her higher.

 

Attracted towards men and women;

Good or bad un-judged, I know not why;

My love and care of decades-not cared;

Who'd bend to fault this kind of trifling?

 

Even had one expertise in talk or fooling;

Which I have not—I choose never to fall.

Oh, God! She has less fun with me, 

But more whosoever fools her.

 

Hark to the family success like the musical rain,

The aggressive woman attracted to the other's acts

The half-read liberated rots,

She attracted to talkative morons.

 

There we live—As if the happiest and the best.

Taming her through rarity like a storm in oceans,

Only a divine blessing from Lord Krishna,

Can illuminate our hearts and lives. 

 

The western winds—shooting from divine abode;

Can thrill her soul to beauty and love;

Like a saint taming his ego to zero,

And meditating his inner self with light divine.