The other half
Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi *
As I serve upon 'him', he seems quite perplex;
He's alive, 'm being around him serving;
He sees 'me' one kind, a kind of server;
Though, I never feel that, he never mention that;
I enjoy cooking best for him, and that's how I feel;
He never tries knowing, how I attach to his miniature;
All I knows well his habituating habits,
And he calls 'me' twenties a day;
And he orders 'me fifties a day;
All work I attended, 'tis his work doing;
And he tries knowing activities fully, half knowing;
He enjoys acting, a better man;
Still he's 'my' consorting partner, the other half.
He does randomly bewilder, agreeing things;
As I ask, ask for much permission;
Can I and may I? Allow me and let me?
He loves personating 'himself', a better person,
A best adviser and still a good elderly;
Though I never neglect, 'respecting' 'considering'
And comforting, as he loves to be with these;
Ah! He feels younger shouting at 'me' all,
He feels activating much blaming 'me',
And still he's alive after arguing, that's how I feel;
All he does, never miss arguing and fighting,
And hitting actions, violent and aggressive at;
All I ever endures, he's best only man I trust charging;
Still he's 'my' consorting partner, the other half.
Never has he quit, wondering and persuading self;
Thinking and reasoning; all money matters,
What for? When to? How much? Whom to?
Just a puzzle platform, does he stand sensibly;
Tired of consoling, soothing and easing 'him';
All I does alleviating, it's okay and it's alright;
All I does passionately, tendering and understanding;
Caring 'him' and fancying and apprehending,
Much do me, finding hard to make 'him' appear;
'Better me' and 'better wife', as I shout out loud;
Ah! He's lame critical, angering twenties a day,
Making 'me' burn out explanatory,
'This does' and 'that don't', 'I do and I don't;
Never miss flattering and pleasing, I may say;
Witnessing much loosen ends meet, I bravely hold;
'We're better each other'; 'We're old partners';
Never do I lessen 'him' serving, service as I carry upon;
Still he's 'my' consorting partner, the other half.
* Poem written by Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi for Imphal Times
The writer is an Independent Scholar
This poem was webcasted on February 01 2018.
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