Speeding through the narrow lane
he went in twos and threes
almost knocking everyone down.
finally crashed on the end of it
getting bruised badly.
Jumped on the bike once again
resumed his ride with more velocity
jumping over each head that came his way
looking like a phantom he rushed through
finally reaching his destination
with an injury visible.
Slammed past the door of the house
entered the living area with anger
seized his estranged wife who stood there
pulled her across in a frenzy
put her on his bike with force
rode as fast as he could.
The wife raised a hue and cry
wailing and weeping with fear
taking no notice of her shouts
he went back through the lane
again with the same gusto
reaching home in no time.
Dragged her into the house
placed her in the bed
locked the room behind him
fell on his knees before her
begging her to pardon him
she knowing not what to do.
The climax was the least expected
he held her hands in amour
and with tears running down his cheeks
kissed her gently with passion
sealing her lips with emotion
with that they lived happily ever after.
S
kirmish do occur everywhere
Differences do crop up unexpectedly
Forgetting and forgiving is the way to live
specially should be found in wedlock
where the yoke is borne by both
the husband and wife need to walk together.
Meenas Poems 