Soldier’s Wife

A Soldier’s Wife

The soldier's wife

Time seems to stay frozen

the clock ticking neither forward nor back,

obstinate moments stretch for all they are worth

challenging the threshold’s of her heart’s agony,

and she, so caught in a plethora of emotions

stands deserted by words and even tears.

 

How daunting is this weightless web of silence

that envelops her as she bids him a farewell,

a forced smile, her parting gift to him

to carry along as he traverses treacherous lands,

while promises, so conditional, cower in a corner

daring neither to be demanded nor bestowed.

 

She holds him close for one last time

searching for that long lost tenderness,

in his heart so calloused by witnessing human strife

by being a puppet in the machinations of greedy minds,

when he chose to toss his youth to the flames

to let his nation rest safely on his strong shoulders.

 

She looks at him walking away with pride

after granting a few snippets of color to shade her blank life,

while she reminisces each and every moment they spent together

when she could afford to dream of spring’s flowers,

and then remains shackled to those memories in an empty house

accompanied only by his lingering scent.

©2016 Anjana Vipin E

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anjana

I am a postgraduate in the field of biotechnology. I always had a profound appreciation for all forms of creative writing and I have been writing poetry in writers network for two years. At present, I am residing in Rutherford, New Jersey. Thank you so much for visiting my page and I would be delighted to have your valuable feedback.

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Anjana

I am a postgraduate in the field of biotechnology. I always had a profound appreciation for all forms of creative writing and I have been writing poetry in writers network for two years. At present, I am residing in Rutherford, New Jersey. Thank you so much for visiting my page and I would be delighted to have your valuable feedback.

10 thoughts on “Soldier’s Wife

  • December 28, 2016 at 3:13 PM
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    A very difficult life led by an armed forces wife. Ive seen it first hand, always worried, always scared when the phone rings, nervous when a strange hand raps their door, it almosts makes her hard. Unable to show weakness, unable to be vulnerable. So sad this piece is my friend, your emotions soar in this one. Excellent write.~Paul

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    • December 28, 2016 at 9:33 PM
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      Thank you so much Paul..So glad that you liked this and I am truly grateful for your kind words, my friend..

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  • December 28, 2016 at 3:35 PM
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    Beautifully penned Anjana, of the plight of a soldiers bride. Such a task, in saying goodbye, perhaps forever, each time he walks out that door. A very evocative and heart wrenching piece filled with emotion and wonderful phrasing and imagery. Great work my friend, indeed.

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    • December 28, 2016 at 9:35 PM
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      Thank you so much Tony for the gift of your time in reading and leaving behind your kind and encouraging words..Always delighted to have your words on my page..

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  • December 28, 2016 at 5:25 PM
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    A heart-wrenching verse in beautiful phrasing, this captures the essence of the plight of a soldier’s wife. Well done, Anjana.

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    • December 28, 2016 at 9:36 PM
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      Thank you so much dear Phyllis for your kind words and constant support..I am most grateful..

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  • December 28, 2016 at 8:59 PM
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    The emotions just shine through. Your poetic pen tells well the tale of a soldier’s wife.

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  • December 28, 2016 at 9:37 PM
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    Thank you so much dear Rasma for your kind words..So happy to see such a lovely comment from you..

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  • January 7, 2017 at 3:13 AM
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    Dear Anjana, your words combine so beautifully to provide a ranging snapshot of a longing embrace, and an austere gaze into the wife’s heart, as she bids a sorrowful adieu to her reason for living, in this sensitive portrait of love and and momentary loss. Where his scent only abides is the final, yet hopefully to be renewed, passage of time in both of their hearts!

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  • January 7, 2017 at 3:07 PM
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    Thank you so much my dear Donald..So kind of you to leave such encouraging words for me..Always delighted to have your support..

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