Unfaithful Husband Poems | Examples
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An unfaithful wife poses coy,
A spouse too straight perhaps plays fool,
Salty sea feels soothing cool,
Courteous goes fraudulent ploy,
Too sweet a tongue tends to befool.
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Translation |18.09.2024| wife, coy, unfaithful, sea, water
Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. This one is taken from my selection of translations. Wisdom tells us to be wary of tranquil waters. They are deep. So also sea waters that be salty are soothing cool. A wife who is unfaithful poses coy. And if I may add, an unfaithful husband, tries to look too caring. The transliteration of the Sanskrit verse follows:
A-satee bhavati sa-lajjaa, kshaaram cha sheetalam bhavati |
Dambhah bhavati vivekee, priya-vaktaa bhavati dhoorta-janah ||
“Oh! That hurt!” I tried to duck as a vase smashed on my head,
“You rat!” my wife screamed out at me, her face was very red,
“How could you be unfaithful?” she raged at me again,
“I’ve found this piece of paper; so Sally is her name?”
“Now darling hear me out,” I said, “you’ve reached the wrong conclusion!
I can set your mind at rest; there is no real confusion,
Sally is a horse I backed; she was highly recommended,
A filly of the highest breed she’s really rather splendid.”
“Oh what relief” said wife to me “I’m sorry how I acted,
I doubted you, I’m so ashamed, I rather over reacted,”
“No worries” I said with a saintly smile “the incident’s forgotten”
(Even though my head did ache and I felt dazed and rotten),
So I sat down and rested and soon fell fast asleep,
Until that is another blow stirred my slumber deep,
“Ouch!” screamed I, my head recoiled from a frying pan I think,
My wife was like a demon, was she the worse for drink?
“What have I done, why hit me again?” I shouted with a groan,
“Because you need to wake up - your horse is on the phone!”
You're mad because I told your husband the truth.
You cheated on him and I showed him the proof.
Instead of being angry, you should be ashamed.
You cheated and you only have yourself to blame.
You tried to convince your hubby that my proof was misleading.
But he could see the truth and he started divorce proceedings.
Because you were unfaithful, the judge didn't give you squat.
The clothes on your back were the only things that you got.
Your good life is gone and that's something you regret.
You once drove a Porsche but now you drive a Chevette.
Because of your infidelity, you were tossed out into the street.
If you ever find another rich man, you'd better not cheat.
(This is a fictional poem)