Quarrel
One is winner,
One is looser,
When both sides are looser,
What can we say?
Quarrel between father & the son,
Quarrel between father & the daughter,
Quarrel between brother & sister,
Both sides will be looser.
Peace of mind always disappears of both sides.
Tears will be in the eyes of everyone.
In the day, ego comes as a hurdle between tears & the ground.
However, in nights, pillow cares these tears.
Night has been passes away with worries & sorrows.
Quarrel in any case is not a good one.
Ego can be satisfied in quarrel but on the cost of ruin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Wonderful and philosophical. Excellent writing!