Theme: Sentimentality

Quarrels

Quarrels poison the sweetest relations
Breaking all the brittle dreams weft,
Arrogance curses us and insanity runs;
We lament having with us nothing left.
Arguments and judgments from our perspectives
Slice the love that once blossomed
Into pieces of complains and then bereave
Leaving us lifeless and empty bosomed.
We are left with convincing who is right
And who is wrong, leading to null,
Allowing our self-esteems to fight,
Making our senses and logics dull.
Quarrels bring out our malice,
Revealing the naked ego,
Permitting us forget the love’s kiss,
Letting all the emotions go.
Words are thrown like stones,
Pricking and hurting the glorious passion,
Finally the soul kneels down and moans
And the heart feels the compassion.
But then sometimes it is too late
To bring back the sweetness once present,
And everything depends upon fate
Leading to either joy or discontent.

15-Jan-2011

More By  :  Rupradha Mookerjee

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Comments on this Poem

Comment thank u so much Sir!

rupradhamookerjee
23-Jan-2011 03:51 AM

Comment Am wondering how I missed reading this beautiful poem. Profound, truthful and aptly penned.

Ravinder Malhotra
22-Jan-2011 17:16 PM


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