RIGHT ……….. AT ……HOME
I am caught between
My mother and my queen
That is my sweet heart.
I am trapped between two
Both are women.
What can I do a brilliant man?
How to balance them
In the family game
How to scream
And smile.
How to scold one
And leave the other
It really bothers
Whenever we gather.
My mother
Says- you don't bother
When your father
Is no more with me?
Her word kicks me right and left
In my conscience
I am not efficient
How to deal
Depth of emotional feeling.
My wife always drags me to room
And peep when I go to bathroom.
She demands not the gold and silver
But remain always faithful lover.
To make the each night bright
To drink love without loosing sight.
I love my mother
Who has conceived me?
And brought me up.
She has shown me the world.
I have drunk her blood
Because she educated me with her tears.
She has sacrificed her happiness and joy
To make me a good boy.
I love my wife too.
I could see in her eyes my in born children.
I hold her tight and feel her in my blood
I go deep inside her.
I give wings to her life
I really breathe her
She opens her eyes
Both look so bright
Souls are satisfied.
I reflect -is it all about the life?
What about our children?
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