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Oh Dear Wife.

I remember all those years ago,

I stood out in the rain,

Soaking every inch of me,

Washing away the pain.

The guilt began consuming me,

Eating me away inside,

Seeing the distraught look on your face,

A part of me had died.

Oh my love, what have I done?

You’ve left me terribly confused,

You were my first and only love,

The only beauty I mused.

You told me that you’re fed up,

You want more in life,

I worked all day and night for you,

To make you happy, oh dear wife.

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Assalaamu Alaikum,

This is a poem from a man's POV about failing his relationship with his wife, showing that life is a rollercoaster that will eventually shoot down but also back up again :)

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