Marriage

Marriage is an institution,
To kill a woman's intuition.
Husbands are the only men behind this!
Anniversaries are meant to celebrate this!

By first anniversary, her nascency is gone
By second anniversary, her enthusiasm is gone
By third anniversary, her career is gone
By fourth anniversary, her intimacy with husband is gone

By fifth anniversary, none cares for her
By sixth anniversary, her life is for others
The only reason to go on are the kids
The last thing that comes to mind is romance!

First year of marriage is probation time,
Cope up with my brothers' mime.
Silence and shyness are their nature,
That shouldn't trouble you, I'm sure!

Second year is for trip on flights,
Be it ooty, shirdi or sterling heights
Just leave all your work in progress
And stay back home as my mistress

In third year, just start forgetting me
Get coached on bringing up kids for free
One baby boy keeps you always running
Never mind, you have no time left for anything!

Fourth year is the time for the next baby
Otherwise, how can we plan for our family?
The second one will always weep
And sees that you are never asleep!

Fifth year, the siblings start fighting
You should get used to keep on shouting
I will add the outcome of my busy schedule to this
And be prepared to swallow my stress candies!

Today, it is impossible to undo all these years
You don't remember the job or MBA basics
No one qualifies you for a position in their office
I have no time to be your pillar of reassurance

How am I responsible for this situation,
As you understand my health condition,
Don't dare to blame it on our marriage
My love for you is unconditional and infinite