It is been nearly half a century
two years shot in real
co existing with one
a life partner, who
blames me for the failures.
Shouts clenching his teeth,
“It is because of you”,
good things escape
hearing the first time
I became frightened ,
Year after year
the allegations grow
more in number, “it is
you and it is you”
always and ever,
I have turned deaf
to his screams, remain
quiet most times,
at periods hit back
with vehemence.
Those days go far into violence
it is reciprocals that govern
I and you demand a corner
fingers point, eyes twitch
body shakes, a trauma ,
on the verge, I proceed
with a determination
whatever comes, I will
stay stoic, enough of
bowing down,
Meenas Poems 