Poem: The Silenced Conversation

Note: This is a poetic duet between Desiree and myself. It is supposed to be a “silent conversation” between an imaginary wife and husband. Here, Desiree plays the “wife”, and I took on the role of the “husband”.

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THE WIFE

I’m your wife.

Know me.

I’m a mother.

Appreciate me.

I’m a writer.

Read me.

I’m a photographer.

View me.

I’m an explorer.

Discover with me.

I’m a dreamer.

Ground me.

I’m a seducer.

Succumb to me.

I’m a submissive.

Dominate me.

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I’m insecure.

Reassure me.

I’m tired.

Restore me.

I’m emotional.

Hold me.

I’m passionate.

Dare me.

I’m stagnant.

Revive me.

I’m distrustful.

Placate me.

I’m naughty.

Punish me.

I’m intelligent.

Engage me.

I’m witty.

Enjoy me.

I’m lustful.

Desire me.

I’m your wife.

Love me.

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THE HUSBAND

Are you still my wife?

Do we know each other anymore?

You are the mother of our kids

You do so much for our kids

Can a father be jealous of his kids?

There are words I dare not read

There are pictures I am not included

I see only parts of you

Do you even see me anymore?

I dread what I may discover

Am I still the man of your dreams?

Is our anchor of love strong enough?

My desires scare me

What if they change me?

Will I become a monster?

What if I like being the monster?

I am afraid of losing you

But I am more frightened of myself

Everything is changing too fast

The answers elude me

The questions taunt me

My courage, drained

My self-esteem, wrecked

I am no longer the man

You used to adore

A pathetic relic am I

Reduced before your very eyes

Defeated, and powerless

Confused, and broken

Hating myself ever more

Punishing myself in silence

You are better than me

You grow stronger

While I wither

I can only admire

From the far distance

I fear the truth

I am your husband

But I am no longer enough

My love is not enough

I am not enough

For you.

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In this scenario, there is a much-needed conversation that the wife desperately wishes to share with her husband. It surrounds their sexual intimacy. She yearns to try “new” things in enriching their intimacy. However, her husband is reluctant. He fears that the sexual experimentation or exploration will change him, or perhaps…it might reveal the real him. Unfortunately, their conversation did not take place. It remains silenced.

For part two of this poetic duet, please go here.

Being Afraid Is Human, But Staying Afraid Is A Choice.

14 Comments
  • Dana Renee
    October 27, 2014

    Shirley, thank you so much for giving me this opportunity. Writing this was certainly eye-opening for me and you definitely gave me a perspective I’d never considered before! I look forward to future projects! But I look forward to and value our friendship the most!!! Much Love, Dana!!

    • shirleymaya
      November 3, 2014

      Big hugs to you, Dana. It is a real pleasure and honour to collaborate with you. I, too, look forward to more future projects with you. You are amazingly talented poet/writer. You add depth and beauty to all the verses. x

  • scottishmomus
    October 28, 2014

    Excellent perspectives. So many conversations never as revealing as this.

    • shirleymaya
      November 3, 2014

      Dearest SS, well spotted! So many conversations in real life never take place when they should. Hope all is well with you. Will reply your emails soon. Hugs x

  • dougstuber
    October 28, 2014

    Indeed, this conversation could go on for a lot longer, but the husband seems bent on giving up. Most live so far from nature, that to ask their spouse (this goes male to female too in my experience) for what they need or would like to try gets buried in the mounting stress of earning a living or doing the best for our children, or living up to some standard that need not apply.

    • shirleymaya
      November 3, 2014

      I do agree with you to a certain extent, Doug. The everyday issues of life and earning a living over-shadow the more personal issues between a couple or within a family unit. Hence, it takes a lot of courage and work from both husband and wife to communicate openly and honestly. Otherwise, things continue to get buried till they all explode one fine day. The poem ends where it is intended, because real couples are the ones who should always continue to converse and communicate. Thanks for stopping by and sharing. Much appreciated. 🙂

      • dougstuber
        November 4, 2014

        A lot can be learned from your blog

        • shirleymaya
          November 6, 2014

          Thank you so much, Doug. That is a HUGE compliment! 🙂

  • Carol Balawyder
    November 2, 2014

    A very clever post, Shirley.

    • shirleymaya
      November 3, 2014

      Thank you, Carol. Hope all is well with you. 🙂

  • nataliescarberry
    November 10, 2014

    Oh wow, not only did you visit my blog today but you chose to follow it. Thank you so much. Regards, Natalie 🙂

    • shirleymaya
      November 10, 2014

      My pleasure, Natalie. Thank you so much for taking the time to write to me. I appreciate that dearly. Have a beautiful day (or evening). 🙂

  • This Mortal Flesh
    June 22, 2015

    This is stunning and scary. Indeed these are things a husband and wife should discuss. Well done you two!

    • shirleymaya
      June 23, 2015

      Thanks for your kind comments. Indeed, it is scary when it gets down to that dreaded path.