My Memoirs

Heartbreak and difficulties are synonyms of life,
It is the painful story of a lonely wife.
God separated the wife and husband,
The loving bond was broken on this land.

Tied together in nuptial bond,
On 12 June 1981 a beautiful summer night.
Nights were starry and days golden bright.
It was a never to be broken bond.

Time sailed smoothly lost in different priorities,
Household chores and college duties.
The arrival of our first fairy beautiful
Made us parents and life was full.

Love was intense and with utmost joy,
Together we cared for the bundle of joy.
Years passed, duties enhanced
Second sweet fairy made us balanced.

Life is not a bed of roses
There are twists and turns.
That tests the patience at every step
But will power always geared us up.

People looked us with pity and sympathy
They consoled and showed empathy
At the arrival of our two more daughters
But we welcomed them and made life brighter.

College, School and education for children,
Though busy yet home was heaven.
Time sped fast ,our little girls
Grew
Marriage become our priority new.

Blissful, contented, ecstatic life was delightful
Family tree enlarged, everything was beautiful.
Daughters made their sweet home
We parents missed them we were alone.

Life lost in everyday chores,
Elixir of life gone nothing was like before.
Time moved on we turned old,
Living together but thoughts untold.

Suddenly the essence of my life was gone,
I was shattered, nothing could be done.
Oh! The terrible wee hours of 23 April 2021.
Took away everything left me frail.

Lost and broken and unending sorrow,
How will I face the world tomorrow?
Life is hollow and without meaning,
How to gather strength for a new beginning?

Why were we together if we had to separate?
The question is painful with no answer.
God had his will as my sad fate,
But surviving alone is worse than cancer.

Could not complete 40yrs of togetherness,
This will of God is the fruit of bitterness.
Wish we could remain together ever,
A dream which will be fulfilled never.

Loved ones go but memory remains,
Which brings smile but more tear stains.
The void is difficult to be filled,
But life does not stop it needs be rebuild.

“Life Is So Short,So Fast.The Lone Hours Fly,We Ought To Be Together,You And I”

By Dr. Manju Lata Sharma

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