Monday, January 13, 2014

Pithy antipathy

In anger words are strewn,
Out of proportion things blown,
Ties, one by one, destroyed.
Feelings with abandon, toyed.
Isolated by thoughts and actions,
When life is lived by emotions,
Running strong, each one’s passions,
Leading to many infractions.
Scrutinized, they are, forever marked,
In silence, move about unremarked,
Faithful, they maybe in actions, though,
Seeds of doubt have gotten sowed.
The bigger person, there is none,
Pretexts for it, many are spun,
Life still continues in succession,
Seemingly one remains in repression.

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