Christuraj Alex Poet Rhyme

Tentative Tempests

Why must I beg pardon? 
Has been our great question;
When you and I battle,
Vessels at home rattle; 

I say yes; you say no,
Matters so silly though;
I swear; you swear; sourly,
Dogs and cats laugh wholly...

You are old; I am old,
Our looks have turned ice-cold;
Ego, yet, like a spring,
In us, plays monarch-swing...

When we ask each other,
At end of each whether;
We find the same reason,
Yet pour the same treason...

In the end, it's a jest,
Our true love, dear, does quest,
To explicitly test,
Whose love is best of best...!


08 April 2022

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Evelyn Judy Buehler April 8, 2022 at 9:47 AM Your fine poem was written with wit and humor, Christuraj. I loved expressions like 'Ego, yet, like a spring, In us, plays monarch-swing...' Have a great day, Evelyn Christuraj Alex April 8, 2022 at 9:51 AM Thank you very much.

Valsa George April 8, 2022 at 9:14 AM "Ego, yet, like a spring, In us, plays monarch-swing..." Ego is the cause of most of the tempests in the family and all human relationships ! If we are able to annihilate ego, all disquiet and squabbles will subside ! Beautiful poem Chris ! Christuraj Alex April 8, 2022 at 9:39 AM Thank you very much,