Not With Remorse

Curse 

Not with remorse

Your birth 

In the family and death 

 

Only two intelligent people 

Men and women struggle 

Come to the term with destiny 

And thank an almighty 

 

Two pains exist and we live with then faith 

One is delivery and another is death 

Women pass through both 

But men have gone one out of both 

 

Women 

Even though go through the pain 

They remain unperturbed

They curb their desire 

 

They are an embodiment of sacrifice

And promise

To stand by till death

With all the might and last breath