Man Is A Slave Of Hunger And Thirst - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
No efforts are needed, no favors are required,
The day is passed in fatigues of life,
But to pass a night in a pleasant way,
Much work is needed to please a wife!
Tolerance is needed to remain silent,
When a foolish boss in the office dictates,
He thinks he is master of noting and drafting,
Spoils my draft and a beauty underrates!
Tolerance is needed to be calm and quiet,
When a fatty old woman on the bed dictates,
She thinks she is still a queen of beauty,
Spoils the passion and her beauty over rates!
Still I love both my boss and my wife,
He gives me a handsome salary, every first,
She has been pleasing for decades of life,
Man is a slave of hunger and thirst!
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