The woman in his life
Appeared before him
With her spread out legs
And cavernous black hole
Trying to fill her interminable vacuum
With his sprouting seeds.
Stifling, smothering…like water around him.
He would surface once in while at stag-parties
For that breathe of fresh air
But, like a water animal
Would soon crawl back home.
Once the young ones started coming
He felt strangely relieved and relinquished.
For the first time
He understood the emptiness that she felt till then.
With no one now smothering him
He tries to sleep alone.
2 comments:
this poems is really so nice. and the picture!! my daughter also looks at the pictures in your blog. have started a blog for her in the minima with her pictures in it, copying your style! shall share it with you later...
really good one! and the picture!! how do you manage to find them. my daughter also looks at the pictures in your blog. i have started a blog for her too in your style with real photos...shall share it with you through mail.. keep writing..
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