Soon after the first night
If our girls enter the family way
Is it not a moment to rejoice?
Is it not a case of pure delight?
In olden days
This was the natural course.
But in these modern times
People have a different stance.
The world may talk in whispers
Wasn't the act too nipper?
Is it not even a disaster?
Honeymoon is not yet over!
Ask those who are childless,
Their answer will not be that callous.
They are praying for decades,
They know the value of divine grace.
Let the natural urges evolve our life
Else, ‘morrow may witness an endless strife.
If we postpone sowing the seeds,
Seasons may eclipse in winking speed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem