Battle Of Sexes Poem by Jay P Narain

In the dawn of my married life,
The lake of life was shining with the bliss,
By the dawn of mid life,
There seems like storm brewing on the horizon.

Sometimes I wonder about the promises of eternal love,
When we nag to hate each other over trivial things,
A word spoken in anger, a bitter comment made in passing,
Makes the hearts seem distant and further apart.

When the coolness prevails, the heart seeks peace and love,
A few nice words get spoken bringing smiles on faces,
A few hints of love from the body language,
Makes the seemingly irreconcilable differences disappear sooner than expected.

The battle of sexes is a predicament of contradictions,
While heart seeks love and understanding,
The ego and stubbornness creates hate and differences,
While we want to care and feel each others joy and pain,
Still we become insensitive and hate each other over trivial things.

Marriage is not the unification of two prefect strangers,
But is a process of making an imperfect stranger as prefect lover.