WHY

ayve

You beat me at day,Strip my pride at night. You ruined me from inside And left me to cry.

I wake up in the morning at early five, Make breakfast, lunch, and dinner at night. Just to sleep without sobbing all night, But still, his hunger is not satisfied.

I hide my scars from everyone, I show he is the best person I am loving.

But there is a woman who feels my pain, She knows everything but asks me to keep it restrained. She is the one who taught me how to be a good wife, But more she taught how to be quiet.

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  • JazilPoet

    Nice piece 💯

    • ayve

      Thanks for your feedback.
      I am a beginner in poetry world
      Can you please give some suggestions and check my another poem as well

    • Garth Rakumakoe

      I applaud. A magnificent write this is. How it encapsulates all pain and suffering without being a long piece takes a special pen to bring together. You are truly gifted. Thank you for sharing this. A definite fave. ❤

      • ayve

        Thank you so much.please do check my another poem too

      • lit_sujay

        Yoo that's soo touching broo fr



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