The Fight Poem by anju addanki

The Fight



It started last evening,
While it was raining,
And with all my might,
The best I tried,
To make things right,
Its one of those days,
And its life's phase,
Life was like a halt,
Without anyone's fault,
But, then we thought,
For what we fought,
Is not so right,
Thinking bright,
And with a try,
And not to cry,
We faced each other,
No talking either,
Our eyes met,
Then lips were set,
The love after the fight,
Was just so RIGHT....

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Everyone must have gone through this stage...so just penned few lines...
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