Irfana Ali Bhat Poet Free verse

In My Land

Looking through the window pane
the world outside seems 
burning like hell……..
No less, is the fire in her heart…..
There is no hope left 
in her tattered life…..
Can’t  find a ray of hope
even in her kid’s twinkling  eyes….
With each tap on the door
her heart skips a beat…..
May be he is there….
May be he has come back….
Her sole breadwinner…..
Her life, her love…..
Keeping those stony eyes on that door…..
She waits for this dreadful life to pass….
This is the torture she goes through everyday…..
In my land
he is the ‘MISSING PERSON’
and she is his ‘HALF WIDOW’….

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Andrea Dietrich September 8, 2012 at 11:44 PM this is so sad, so tragic. What oh what can people do in a situation like this??? Great writing. Irfana Ali Bhat September 9, 2012 at 4:01 AM wt else....linger on in this plight....that's the only thing they can do Andrea...:(((((((((

Anne-Lise Andresen September 8, 2012 at 4:13 AM So sad - but so true - a grief - My last poem - is also about this topic. Very well written Irfana. Have a nice weekend. -oxox love Anne-Lise :)

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl September 8, 2012 at 1:50 AM What a heart tugging write Irfana this is very sad xx Irfana Ali Bhat September 9, 2012 at 4:00 AM yes,Mandy....it is sad to see their plight...it worse than being a widow...Atleast a widow has closure but these women live with uncertainity about their relationship status..:((