To all those ladies, which are mothers or will be some day ....
Understanding women is tough,
A phrase most men choose to stick,
When loving is not a natural phenomenon,
Along with missing gratitude towards femininity ,
Complaining about faltering affection,
And blaming her for all the infection,
Pretending for saving the sinking ship ,
her apology could be the only injection.....
Sacrifices made by her is duty,
Mere steps taken by him is love,
Him wanting to relieve his seeds is making love,
Her refusing it,
is disobedience....
Leaving her existence of years ,
She was told to adjust in his house,
He was told the same thing,
Just the structuring was different,
He was taught the only one adjusting will be her,
And all he has to do is just share some space and the name .....
The place she left was her father's house,
The place she reached was her husband's home ,
Never will she discover the place she will call "home".....
In the quest to the question ,
Sticking with her existence day and night,
Planning to make herself a place call home,
Nurturing every corner with her touch,
Providing the house significance of her,
Making it the real home,
Place where her true joy resides,
All this she does,
With so much ease ,
That even when her daughter gets born people say,
One day she will also leave her father's home ,
And there she stays smiling and forgotten .....