He has seen beautiful wives eloping
And cheating their husband
And innocent women harassed by dirty men
By sending ”I love you’ in women mobile screen
So he ties knot with girl of average beauty outside
And powerful from inside
He sets free from anxiety if his wife would be loved
Or she shall try attracting other men
He feels relaxed
He feels free…..
Thro any means sure they listen
Doesn’t matter if device is hidden
But I must speak
I dance and sing
Actually I feel like I am in the screen
And I act natural
Following my mood
I don’t suppress my feelings
I have mastered that reacting truly is a way to healing……
I am glistening snow in the mountains
Always move (restless) to reach the sea
Ocean is the only place I rest and feel peace
But the journey consists of the vertical stream
From where I fall to show my mother nature’s beauty
And also of the river where I hobnob with aquatic lives
Ain’t I like working wife (note: all wives are working wives)?
Taking care to keep this earth (home) beautiful by being cascade
And heeding the fishes and the crabs as children
Not disturbing them in their voyage
And with bliss for kitchen acting as a salt.
There is a life beyond music and poetry
We call them friends and families
And there is life beyond families and friends
We call them songs and poems.
Who is your favorite real character
Mine are my parents
But this would be my answer
To all except those in my harem.
When ideas struck in head
Jot it down with paper and pen
As paper and pen has memory immortal
But one day we have to die and leave these all.
What it takes to be a better wife
Act, as if the lie spoken by husband is, true
And more importantly also be vegetarian in lieu
Stop eating husband’s brains with queries and strife
And just take care of him at the time of flu.
When madness cast the shadow on normalcy
Just act normal remembering the words of prophesy
And also supplement yourself with medicines if necessary
Moreover, talk with people especially your family
And when anger betrays with kindness
And when hatred hates the characters of loveliness
Simply, when vices gets over virtues
Speak to your counsellor what is true
And when delusion starts beating the reality
At twenty when you start feeling like thirty
And at times when you fret dealing anxiety
Again it is time to visit the ward- psychiatry.
They call me father
They must be my children
They call me uncle
They must be my nephew and niece
But only one woman call me husband
Sadly, she must be my wife
But why nobody calls me son?
Don’t I have my parents?
There are things in life we must do orderly
But we can’t hurry to complete early
Like we have to finish the loo first
And only we can wash and thrust, the bum.
Also we have to finish the dinner plate
And then only wash it- (its our choice), early or late
Washing the dinner plate and bum early
Doesn’t make of senses prudently.
So, the action may come at last
Preparation is demanded first
We have to wait the turn
Until then, make life more fun.