Marriage And The Divorce Package Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

All take a foolish marriage vow,
taken by the book holy long ago,
binds every body to each other for all times
But next? When passions fly.

All passions are spent and energy is decayed,
Loved, and we loved, as long as we could delayed,
Till our love was loved out in us both:
No body cares a cent for life but hallow oath.

Alas! Our marriage is dead,
As all the joys are fled,
Now! Life is nothing but a heap of trouble;
All the pleasures are only illusionary bubble.

If I have pleasures for my partner,
but fail to garner like a drought hit farmer,
every thing go wrong without any end,
nothing we could give but think of divorce fed.

'It’s madness method less that we should be jealous,
Ready to bar the other with every thing fabulous,
for all we can gain is to give our selves pain,
when both are conspiring to reduce each to drain.

O beloved mine, where are you gloating?
O listen and brood! Your true-love crying
That can fetch good both high and low;
Every wise man must know.