Twisted Roles

Twisted Roles short poem

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I tend lovingly my husband, present savior,
shareholder of my future pains of old age.
But, he is in my place and I am in his role.
I nourished warmly my innocent children
my blessed off-springs of happy home,
future caretakers of my health and wealth
but, they are the victims of bad friends.
I teach efficiently my humble students
The future citizens or budding teachers
Surpassing me in my knowledge and duty

But, they are dumb and deaf without books
I water nicely my plants in my garden
My fairy bower even for butterflies,
Inspires me to aspire for a great deed
But , they are dried in the hot sun.
I lend my hand to my neighbour’s need
To prove a friend in need is a friend indeed
But she turned up as a friend in need.
I loved my dog as my guard , a savior
Ever remains faithful and obedient
But his deep hunger snap my finger
Of course! Love is a follower of devil
To afflict you agony and disharmony .

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Mothi Bai

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Ass. prof. of English, I have qualification in German language . I have been teaching German since 15 years, My working place is S VIVEKANANDA DEGREE COLLEGE ,NEHRU NAGAR PUTTUR (D. K.) 574203 KARANATAKA INDIA. I have learnt hindustani music also
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