The Children Should Be At Least Nine Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The Children Should Be At Least Nine
The dawn comes with her busy moments
In preparing breakfast for the kids to school
Children complaining uniforms aren't ironed
Husband's untimely flirts, but she is cool,
While putting sandwiches on the dining table
The youngest one asks her for two boiled eggs
The tray of breakfast falls on the dirty floor
The two years old kid came between her legs,
She picks up sandwiches gives it to school goers
The kid started crying he has been forgotten,
As the husband objects, asks her to re-prepare
She picks out the remaining egg, it was rotten.
The wife, a mother of eight children is now tired
The children went to school without breakfast
An unplanned family of lower middle class!
The day comes to an end anyhow at last.
The dusk is romantic a full moon is ahead
A night that deserves to be enjoyed at a beach
But short of money due to low income
Prices are high and beyond the reach.
Last week of the month and he is pocket less
The children insisting for a dinner out side
He promises for an outing on the coming first
The tired wife looks a newly married bride.
No work, no entertainment, TV is boring
No child during night will go to school
Morning flirts now working at night
Hot enough, she's smiling, and isn't cool.
Children in dejection go to their beds
It's a moonlit night and weather is fine
Number eight is not a very good number
The children should be at least nine.
Interesting write. Is 8 not a good number? Delightful picture of messy morning. The perfect picture too has 8 children. Loved reading it.
Gripping narration. The plight of every where middle class families. They do not mind the number perhaps 10+
The pell mell routine of every morning and the strife of a middle class family in the rest of the day...their unfulfilled wish for an outing.....all pragmatic and picturesque in your words Akhtar....congrats and thanks for this lovely subject and your best craft into a poem
The daily grind of a mother...! Life is not easy for her tending eight children....! Though not enough money to splurge in luxury, the family seems to be happy, enjoying the stray moments falling between tedious chores! A slice of everyday life so well rendered!
An interesting satire on an unplanned family, the message is clear, one should plan a family to restrict the number of children.
Wife remains busy for preparing breakfast from early dawn. Light is sprinkled with hope. Lifestyle is well witnessed. The dusk is romantic a full moon is ahead that we see in sky of hope. Children in dejection go to their beds. Fine weather is seen in moonlight night. Number nine is good. The children should be at least nine. Brilliant and excellent poem is drafted and shared as per perception....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A very insightful and interesting write about the hardships of married life been poor but love conquers all or does it! Superb write!