Here the poetess says, when she(a poetess) plays with words she writes poems. At night when all are sleeping she writes poems. That time she is not a wife, friend or a beloved person. That time she is only a bag(bhaataa) full of arrows(baan) of words. With the help of these words she gives birth to new poems.

ती शब्द प्राशुनी दिवस ढकलते आता
ती शब्द प्रसवुनी रात्री होते माता
ती नसते तेव्हा प्रिया सखी अन पत्नी
ती असते तेव्हा शब्दशरांचा भाता