Wife And Bee Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Wife and Bee
Strange similarity exists
Between straight path and twists.
Wife is matchless in the vast world
Nothing is like her, serene or absurd.
A flower unique, a wine most sweet
Life meets only when she is to meet.
Paradise is pasture without her
Loses warmth, without her, coat of fur.
You can’t get honey without bee
Though for months you suck a sweet tree.
Wife gives you honey-moon then honey
Furrows of heart become lawns sunny.
O! the bee also has a sharp sting
But wife moves us like a finger ring.
Her spasmodic moods sting us hard
Life then seems only a house of card.
But you are to accept the bee
As with all plus minus a tree.
Man himself is not better than she
‘She’ has only one ‘s’ with ‘he’.