Pay At Your End

A line of few words
turns a relation sour.

An amount of few hundred
breaks the bondage.

An unmindful talk
destroys the association.

The line as I read
” pay at your end”

The amount I realize
is five hundred.

The words I hear
is “bugbear”.

The filial amicability
gets shattered.

Controversies emerge,
a suit follows.

Expenditure mounts
The solicitors benefit.

Years roll by,
So does age.

The parties turn old
the case remains fresh.

A small spark
ignites a fire
that spreads
and engulfs.


By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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