ط طمع نے مار کے چور کیتا

My father narrated me this punjabi poetry of a friend of his. Though this poem is an old-man vision oriented, i find the rhymes and  strophes perfectly calibrated.  Feel free to share any other authentic poetry you might have. I love to discover what people write.

The cupidity crushed us

Offspring now respond to the parents

We brought them up young and strong

We kept with comfort these loved ones.

We abide by all this world requisites

The daughters in law indulge in making stories