The Silent Cry
For love she bore, she’d cross any wave.
Beyond reason’s reach, she’d fight and strive,
Through storms of emotion, she’d keep love alive.
Her heart, a fortress of boundless care,
Endured the trials, the wear and tear.
She held on tight, through mental strain,
Through nights of tears, and days of pain.
Yet one day dawned, a light so stark,
Revealing shadows in her heart’s park.
Her efforts unnoticed, her spirit worn thin,
A silent cry echoed deep within.
Laughter veiled in tears, a mask she wore,
Pretending strength, though weary to the core.
She hid her sorrow, concealed her plight,
A warrior by day, a shadow by night.
She sought no pity, no victim’s role,
Just a place of honor in a loving soul.
She yearned for affection, a tender embrace,
From the one whose love once lit her face.
Her sacrifices, unspoken and vast,
She hoped would find recognition at last.
For in the heart of this steadfast dove,
Lay the purest form of selfless love.
Her only wish, so simple, so true,
To be cherished deeply, as she cherished you.
In the arms of her beloved, her heart’s only song,
She longed to find where she truly belonged.
A woman will fight and endure for someone she loves, even beyond the limits of her rational capacity, destroying her emotions and breaking her mental resilience.
Until one day, she realizes that all her efforts are unappreciated, and she becomes increasingly weary, her mental state deteriorates, and her emotions are shattered. Laughter hidden within tears. She begins to wear a 'fake mask' to show that she is still strong and able to bear all the suffering. She doesn't want anyone to look at her with pity. She is not 'playing the victim.' She only wants her sacrifices and hard work to be appreciated and to be loved by her beloved. She only wants the attention and affectionate care of a husband who is the only love of her life.
But when her husband ignores her feelings, doesn't care about her well-being, and continues to be 'a boy' rather than 'a responsible and qawwam husband,' she has nothing left to wait for. She becomes truly desperate. When she starts to keep silent, with nothing left to chat about, just waiting, you'll lose her.
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