My wife is now in love, found lost
Somewhere beyond my chest.
I wonder, alas! the ride on a bike
For a park or restaurant site.
What is meaning of my riches,
The colour and decor of my palace;
The suits and the cars she does reject
Dying for an unknown black operate.
That half naked is a magical composer,
Mesmerized her, she wears now no inner.
I wonder she is not ready to divorce
Although she was remarried, by her wish.
Amid flowers and leaves, she waits
To follow His tune ever in peace
She is so mad after that black fellow
That she seeks Him in my eyes mellow.
Says she was remarried by grace
A desire my soul may soon trace.
She married me two decades ago
Still living with me without any ego.
A WIFE may remarry without divorce,
That’s my wife by God’s splendid grace.