There is no concern with due attention to close the bathroom door;
Not much interested in cooking tastefully for food with due care;
Not much of care and concentration in arranging her dressing manner;
Nervous while the calling bell rings; less of chatting with neighbor!
More of alertness and concern while opening the entrance door;
It happens that the visitors like relatives and friends become rare;
The home becomes dark and silent before it gets dark and deception;
There is no liveliness in the behavior, dress code and perception;
Whenever the house door is closed every time live,
There is an inner feeling that somebody else has still to arrive;
But alas! The house only knows that there is nobody else to return
Since it has no men to take care and afford safety to the women!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem