She Wants For Her A Wife Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Now that a woman has earned well her place
In virtual sun, feeling as in heaven,
Glass ceilings gone, what be done duly done,
At work and play— on earth, water, in space,
I wonder what male species can expect
Save, hold on to whatso begets respect.
No, this is not an expression of grudge,
Pray weigh it as a fair minded would judge.

She might want next what man has had all life,
But had no freedom to dream for—a wife!
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Tongue-in-cheek | 08.08.07 |