Swift movement around the home,
Tiring task since early morn,
Acres of various rooms already dusted,
Cleaned, wiped for the loved ones,
Thousands of dishes deliciously prepared,
Served and felt happy for the sweet hearts,
The same clothes are washed, pressed,
And arranged neatly in the cupboard,
The early morning rush to the work,
Welfare of the children and spouse at the heart,
Taking the first step to walk aimlessly in the world,
Look, millions of them walk aimlessly,
But they work tirelessly and bravely,
Millions of them walk aimlessly,
Where they would go,
What they would gain,
How they would be cared,
Millions of questions unanswered,
Walking aimlessly around the home,
Singing a song, keeping a smiling face,
This may be your parents or the spouse,
May be you and I,
We like to have aimless walk..
Preparing a cup of tea,
Bring a piece of cake,
Change the diapers,
We will not be qualified,
As the master of love,
We will not be qualified,
To get the degree for sacrifice,
We walk all our life aimlessly,
No destination known,
No increment seen,
Satisfied are our hearts,
Let us have this walk..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the apparently aimless walk is in reality the only tangible pleasure life can offer. a marvelous insightful poem, Veeraiyah.