A Special Space Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You have been sent here as special case
You are not comfortable and at ease
You are not at all involved in any race
You have still to bear pain and face

Though you have occupied holy position
You have tough and not easy transition
From baby till the attainment of motherhood
You have passed through and understood

It is deliberate attempt to denigrate
No one can feel the plight and narrate
It is not simple matter to be taken lightly
Nothing goes on smoothly or to be taken rightly

You are confined till babies groom
There is no open space for you in room
You are all devoted for any movement
Though it is considered s glorious moment

Nothing is possible for human beings to consider
She is there for all the times to act as insider
She may not complaint for ill treatment or insult
There maybe some change as result

We bow our head as mark of respect
We need to search the soul and inspect
She has not entered any deal of her own
We must get on well with her and not down

She looks towards sky not aimlessly
She acts fast but not helplessly
It is her resolve to stand fast
To bring everybody out till the last

Let all the mothers and females rule
The legitimate place with special role
We need to place them on top of the ladder
It is highly sensitive but ordinary matter

We may be failing in our mission
There has to be frank admission
We need to realize the complex nature
We can at least show respect and assure