Best Sadhusband Poems


Life of Strife

I have a friend,
 	who’s name I won’t lend.
She is a wife,
 	with a life of strife.
Her husband rules
 	as he sits and drools.
A trophy is she, 
 	for him you see.
You cannot look, 
 	or he flies off the hook.
He controls her life,
	plays mind games on his wife.
Breaks her down,
	till she hits the ground.
Then fills her head,
	with his plans instead.
Sometimes she doesn’t see,
	the pain it deals to me.
I try to help her,
	with her mind a blur.

        But…

The damage is done,
	my help has been none.
I’m lost at sea,
	can you hear my plea.
She stands on the bank,
	as her husband pulls rank.

By: Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 05/19/09

Happy Anniversary

She places little forget me nots
All throughtout the house
She tries to leave them everywhere
To be found by her loving spouse

Their twenty-first anniversary
Will be celebrated tonight
And she's found the perfect gift
To make the evening bright

Married out of high school
To the first man she ever dated
Her parents told her not to rush
And wished she would have waited

Her husband pulls in the driveway
As she watches her plan unfold
She hides out in the bedroom
Where he'll find his pot of gold

Her husband finds the note she left
As a smile crosses his face
He finds a second, then a third
As he moves from place to place

He makes his way to the bedroom
And finds his wife upon the bed
She asks him why he cheated on her
Then puts a bullet in his head

She walks quietly to the bathroom
And runs herself a bath
As she sits down in the water
She starts to smile then laugh

She reaches for the radio
And pulls it in the water
Sparks cover her body
And a picture of her daughter

The picture catches the curtains on fire
As the ceiling comes tumbling down
Happy anniversary the last note said
As the house burns to the ground
© Larry Belt  Create an image from this poem.

Who Are You?

She wakes up in the hospital
She don't remember where she's at
Her husband sits beside her
She asks the nurses, "Who's that?"

They tell her he's her husband
But she jerks her hand away
His eyes well up with tears
For he knew not what to say

Married for almost fifteen years
She couldn't remember his name
"She has amnesia" the doctor said
"And she may never be the same"

"I love you", her husband says
As she stares out into space
She answers, "I'm sorry I don't know you"
With no expression on her face

"You were in an accident" her husband says,
"It's a miracle that you even survived"
"You died on the way to the hospital,
But they finally got you revived"

"I don't know you," she says once more
This was too much for him to believe
When the woman started to get upset
They quietly asked him to leave

She never recovered and filed for divorce
And started a brand new life
Her husband still waits, for her memory to return
Though now she's another man's wife
© Larry Belt  Create an image from this poem.


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