The Unspoken Foundation
The Eternal Wife (மனைவி) — English
We don’t count the times we held the line,
Or measure out the boundary of ‘yours’ and ‘mine’.
You are the quiet rhythm in the morning haze,
The steady hand that guides the chaotic days.
When the applause fades out and lights grow dim,
And the cup of heavy troubles fills to the brim,
Your gentle presence is the only space
Where I can find my true, unmasked face.
Tags: Wife Poem, Devoted Partner, Marriage Stability, Deep Affection
