99 Times A Day

Every day she receives

the same 99 sms in her mobile

'Hi, what's up? Your husband'

The 99 sms he sends every day
only few of his yearning

to express how much he loves

the only woman in his life

She sometime replies to his message

sometime she doesn't

the husband starts thinking;

'Do I love her too much? '

The wife pisses off to death

the 99 sms doesn't allow her to sleep

she's really had hard time

to throw away his silly possessiveness

Husband and wife live with suspicious

guessing, and wondering each other

believing and trust is precious thing

Which cannot easily building in hours and days

poem by Nenden Suherni
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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