Listening to the turbulent sea in him
she lay beside her better-half.
Although
she wished to share his
pain and sorrow
he has never cared to open
his heart to his better-half
at any moment in their life so far.
Never did she dare to
ask him to pour out his feelings
which he keep within him.
Never ever in her life did she
notice his eyes go moist.
Never ever in her
life did she notice a smile
blooming in his lips.
Never ever did she
notice pain or gloom enveloping him
like a sky overcast with dark clouds.
When arrows of criticism
and personal attacks are
thrust deep into him with blood
oozing from the wounds.
Never ever did she
notice his face turning
pleasant whenever
recognitions, applauses and greetings
come his way.
Never ever did she see
changing expressions
reflecting on his face, whenever words like
a smooth flowing stream spread
on the white sheet in front of him.
For her he
is a Gordian knot
unable to untie the knot
despite
the application of
deep and rapt attention and concentration.
Still she knew deep
inside his heart
he is a turbulent
sea while awake and asleep.
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