I live at home
Do daily chores a bit
The bread and butter
Goes to man by writ
I enjoy the serenity of life
I enjoy the honorable living
I am mistress of only my husband
It is by law taking and giving
I don't hanker after money
I need not to sell my body
When I was toddlers
It was my mom and dad
Who looked after me?
And up brought me
With great care sensibility
I became young and adult
And as a result
They married me to a young man
Who works and earns
And our love always yearns
He says little dolly a dove
And the young brat an eagle
In return we love him
And take care of him
When children hug him
His worries go out from the brim
I massage him in head
And on body, when he lies in the bed
He is never a furious knife
All of us live a harmonious life
Living in the boundaries of morality
I enjoy many a Liberty
I do not permit other men to see within
Towards my honor and my life
I do not go on dating
For mundane obnoxious things
For satisfaction and for money
And for fulfilling lust
I do not fall under and do not lick dust
My jewel is Chastity
And honor is my abode
Patience is my wealth
And happiness I rode
wow, thanks I ACHIEVE ONE OF MY DEMANDS, i was un able to comment, now i succeeded after my post watch how good poets are out of popularity..
Terrific insight on a subject that is not very well understood on this side of the pond...keep up the good work...Jeff.
thanks from all the women from poemhunter web site. lovely poem.
enjoy the serenity of life I enjoy the honorable living I am mistress of only my husband It is by law taking and giving...it is excellent inal the respects and womanis wife by all his rights sharing all things withhim....10 read mine.....o.mother....papa do u know and papa u too? ? ? ?
the issue discussed here needs not rhythm but consideration excellent work saqib
wonderful writing, so well and beautiful written with a deep truth within.. i loved how you wrote and what you invclude in your poems, , excellent