Three Year Gap Poem by Sasikala Kamandula

There occurred a three year gap
In harmonious hilarious wedlock lap;
By the fickle subtle time’s wrap
To the cute and fair love birdies’ nap.

The lady’s heart, oozing blood,
Lost its voice and zeal in the world;
‘None is mine and nothing is cute,
That steals my heart and kills my mute.’

Last yet not the least, and, now you do arrive,
To fix the problem and start your drive;
By god, bless you, yet, for the word of ‘toil’,
But do you think it's possible, in all your while?

‘by thunder, no worry, no bother! ’ He said, all in smiles,
'I hold her hand for the life time miles;
I voice her heart to the melodious tunes
That rocks her life at my finger-tip boons! '