A Wife In A Life Poem by lalitha iyer

A Wife In A Life



A wife
is life;
smelling Coffees,
tasty Idlis,
sweets and
Jasmines
Bed of roses
pillows and cushions
evening melody
nights pleasure
hugging harmony
hanging symphony
loving unasked
kissing forever
tasty and pasty too..

when she dies
she takes her pies
kitchen is dessertsless
house is unkept
garden is unwatered
garbages stink
who Irons?
no more nights
nights are empty
filled with sleepless cigars
dawn alarms
come on, no more luxuries..

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Hitesh Sheth 05 April 2009

There are two not three tragedies in a life Life with a wife, life without a wife.........good write........

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wael karameh 03 April 2009

I like a lot the theme, how everything changes, so we should take advantage of the spring before winter comes, keep up the goog works, wael.

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Excellent; there is no life without a wife. Well said.

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C.d. Xiang 03 April 2009

Very superlative...this scheme fits well.

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