I Wanted To Know

I wanted to know, I wished to believe,
(Like a man of words too well done) ,
What did I do when I met them?
They were not inquiring into my life,
But I greeted them with similar distaste.
Marriage became a last resort, a joke for everyone,
However, the rags of riches were given to someone.
My fault destroyed the quality of living I enjoyed,
With torture near, the reality of arguments denied me the life
As I slept in death the very next day and night.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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