The Shrew

The feisty woman spewed torrential abuses He holds her in his arms till her anger defuses To despair over her phobias he simply refuses Nightmares of being hated and unloved one day Cloud her thoughts of his fearful avenge in some way His calming voice cannot unnerve her in her usual fray One such day his heart-beat stops as he lay stony still A cold stare at her tongue that could no more bring him ill Sobbing apologies echoed after her poisonous verbal pill In his matrimonial life his patience had passed every test Gloom spread as the dead lay on the pyre after his cardiac arrest Such pretence was unseen as she hammered hard on his breast Her beatings opened the flood gates of his arteries and he sat up affrighted His son's eyes ogled out and hands quivered holding the torch that was lighted Shrieks and rampage confused the reborn while at his back the shrew snorted October 16, 2016 Contest No. 224 For Brain Strand