If I do not get a beautiful wife
As my beloved,
The life partner
Or the better half call you,
I shall have to remain satisfied
With the mediocre one.
You mark the irony of fate,
Those who had never dreamt of
Have got they good and beautiful wives
And those who had
Have uglier ones
And not only this, but in addition to it
Hooked and crooked ones,
Screwed and twisted by nature.
My God, is this Your Judgement?
Had You given me a good and beautiful wife
I would have been thankful to You for so many times.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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