A better half and a lesser half,
Makes the life wholesome,
The lesser half always working
Harder for the full pair,
Life a handout for the betterhalf
Always proclaiming needs,
the lesser half toiling to meet
All the demands,
Life goes a full circle,
From day to day,
Both having mismatch of opinions,
Bills piling up for payments,
Also both working for
The ones produced by lesser toils,
The gifts of shared pleasures,
But a difficult task of bringing up
The progeny with much hardship,
Yet to sepearate
As unwritten losses,
Hardly caring for both the halves,
But finding thier own halves,
To peddle the life cycle,
To continue with no end in sight.
Ravikiran Arakkal
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