You are Woman, I am a Man
For our child, I am the father, you are the mother.
Your heart is as soft as a flower
My outside is hard.
When you cry, people see tears
When I cri, it’s like a waves of the sea that tornado my mind.
I light the lamp by the matchstick,
You save that light behind your hand.
Lakshmi lives at home for you,
Happiness comes to our family for me.
I Construct house, you cherished it,
You see dream, I implement it.
The house where you are not present, is restless, helpless,
The house where I am not present is not a safe haven.
The End
- Author: chandan chatterjee ( Offline)
- Published: August 28th, 2021 06:12
- Category: Family
- Views: 7
Comments2
A clear expression of traditional roles in troubled times.
Thanks for your truth.
Thanks a lot
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