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Should I get married again?

Should I seek a wife once more?

Should I crave for a better half?

Will it heal or refresh my pain?



Past experience cautions me,

That wedlock is a rolling dice,

And as I am not a good gambler,

I better not skate on thin ice.



I did my best to make things work,

Lived, loved and cared for my ex,

I didn’t shy about, fuss or shirk,

But spiced up life with love’s excess.



And I just sought her trust and faith,

In me and the Almighty God,

Yet she repulsed love with hate,

And reviled good with evil’s rod.



Her hate for me was boundless,

Her mistrust in me was too deep,

She shook the sanctity of ties,

And wrecked peace with noise and stress.



We had children but she didn’t care,

To rectify herself and things worsened,

When all she wanted was fun fare,

Her pleasure-quest: beyond compare.



Our living became a nightmare,

As her tantrums turned violently wild,

And one day she left her home,

Caring aught for her man and child.



She thought she could have it all,

Have everything going her way,

And when the nuptial knot was cut,

She blamed the world for the fall.



So, even though I am alone now,

In battling the odds of life,

I find days and nights better now,

Than when I had a devil for a wife.