I was rude and selfish <br />I wanted her to be finished <br />Not physically but morally <br />As I wanted the life differently <br /> <br />I had inherited wealth <br />That was ill gotten from somebody's death <br />People say" My father was moneylender" <br />Very hard looking, unkind and ill wisher <br /> <br />Wife had been so kind <br />Sympathetic and mild <br />I never thought ill of her <br />But I was fallen in love for other <br /> <br />I did not find any other way <br />I told her to be away <br />She was shocked but obeyed my wish <br />I deserted her for fake dreams to accomplish <br /> <br />Some years after, I developed some disease <br />So long money helped the life to be at ease <br />She pushed me away to be on road <br />I was once again dependant on the mercy of God <br /> <br />I remembered wife once again <br />She had sent feelers often <br />I decided to return <br />Now it was my turn <br /> <br />(To be continued)<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-turn-15/
