Synthetic Relations Poem by HASNAIN AAQIB

Maximum relations are natural, whatsoever
Father, mother, sister, cousin or even brother.
Some are blood relations, some are not
Some we are born with, some are our lot.
Although all relations are not equal
Some are quite smart, some may be dull.
But yes, of course, yes, of course
Some relations are kept behind the doors.
Wives keep their in-laws
Just at a stop and at a pause,
For these fair ladies, they are not natural.
These relations are gears, levers and throttle.
To their parents, siblings and even cousins
Wives are so attached like fish with fins
But with in-laws, oh sorry, but let me tell,
They are always, always, 'go to hell! '
Their relations with in-laws are diplomatic
They treat these relations as synthetic.