Our Cup is Overfull
Our Cup is Overfull
“Our cup is overfull, I can`t bear it,”
Words that came out like a blast from the sky
“For each other we seem not the best fit,”
She pursued, with tears streaming down her eyes,
Her mind veiled with seams of darkening clouds
Her spirit at low ebb cloaked with a shroud.
In shackles of nuptial bonds since two years,
He couldn`t make head or tail of the setting,
Their affection was not made of all cheers
But was mix of honeyed comb for grasping
During the sweet shining spell of summer
And a screen to shield wild winds of winter.
He was not the folk to wail, whine or weep
Nor a soul with a heart cast in rough stone
But a honed mind marshalled to probe deep,
“What have you dined to be so overblown?
What sin have I committed?”, he queried,
Over her sheer rashness he was worried.
“You no more have time for me”, she replied,
“Day and night you`re wedded with office chore,”
With tears rolling down her red cheeks, she cried,
“I`ve to stare at the walls and household bore
I`ve borne the brunt of loneliness alone
So far without a grunt, without a moan.”
Keeping a cool head and reining his wrath,
He rejoined on the sad plight of his spouse:
“That`s not a ground to trail separate paths
And pangs of separation to espouse
I `ll entrust to your shrine my weekends
And try pangs of your misery to end.”
“Weekday loneliness will still curse my soul,
To weed out this bane, I wish my talent
And my voice, she said, to shine to the world;”
“If this will wipe away your harsh torment,
If you can withstand jeers and public stares
Then your footpath,” he assured, “I shall share”.
“To reveal your voice, I shall be a friend
Stay close to you by the sunset fireside
Endear to you shines of love best I can
Spread sweet-smelling blooms by the bedside;”
Standing close to each other, face to face
Wish for divorce faded to a soft embrace.
“Let`s align the wheels of our destiny
Steer together in the same direction
And spin our love in a mint elegy,”
They uttered with one voice in elation,
“Let`s bury the ghastly ghost of divorce
With all our fearless unfaltering force.”
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Krishnanand Guptar
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