Childhood remains a bliss ,
one of least wants.
Growing , I am into learning
the primary goal,

Marriage places me
in a status never did I dream,
Surrounded by rivalry, deceit,
envy, I lose track, a setback.

A pallor of the original,
I live, of late, with
an equanimity, juxtaposing
good and bad,

beatitude and affliction,
never once I did succumb to vile
and vicious, fall a prey
to treachery and deceit.

Perceiving the scenario
as neither an embattlement
nor a hardship, I pass the years
nothing to expect, having
a lot more to fulfill.