It’s not a dream


Yes, it’s me, darling, it’s not a dream
You are awake now, trust me it’s real

Before the marriage, you stayed with me abruptly for some days
Without any legal bondage and expectation
It was full of emotions and ease of love
Like Mayfly’s incredibly short and action-packed life cycle

We started our family journey with a vigorous enthusiasm
Jobs and loves mingling together
Meaning of crises proclaim in every bend in life
Stress became raised higher after coming homes every single night

You got pregnant with the gift of God
Joy and pain shuffled frequently
Pandemic outburst in my life and job
You seize the opportunity strategically

To engage in anybody is not prohibited
But the craving for lust is deceptive
Acting is very important to play betray the role
Pretense always works well in swing mood

True be never concealed in the dark house
It reveals and each could realize with necked eyes
But my weeping grows more
When I heard the news

You aborted fetus happily
Sending the divorce letter consciously
Return to other arms confidently
Killed me morally ….

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