My Teacher's Beloved Wife
Adam was alone without Eve,
She became the source of his joy,
Not all, but known by a few,
Women's real ornament is to coy,
Marriage is the solution of many evils,
That also our requirements fulfills.
The lady is simple by her art,
She is my dear teacher's lovely wife,
Talks sincerly and laughs at heart,
That has come here leading a new life,
In kitchen, she'll be a good cook,
But in herself is a living book.
Regarding my teacher's Mr. Akmal Nazir's wife.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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