Vagabond the husband..
Job to job, place to place
Loitering in unsteady wandering
His own wishful ideology
Towed wife followed in silence
Dragged to get abraded
Of frequent packing and unpacking
Fueled his reasonless loathing routine
Smoldering her sparkles to rupture
Bursted the female heart one day
On decision of no divorce
Her silent angst but to settle
An occupation and destination
Permanent for herself
All with blessed guts she scored
Raising high her children
Her status, her house..a happy home
And her vagabond hubby...
A regular sunday-visitor
Hosteling to relish her
'Jansi Rani'(I call her so) ..
Her clever silence is composed
For her daughters, for their marriage
So not to break her own wedlock
Indira Renganathan
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