Because. I know…
Your pleasure lies with me
And certainly not without
I do ignore all your venomous spouts.
When you are on the height of your
Usual squabbling gear
I prefer to combine silence and patience
To wade through the Hailstorm
When others feel proud of me
As a man of pure perfection
For you Dear! Am' a lazy Baboon
Or a deceptive chameleon
This has never been a matter of concern
Because, a few in this planet are fortunate
To have such a quarrelsome companion
Need I say? It's always wise to stay tuned
Or go grin at, such ravenous accusation
Since I know; It's typical of you,
To express affection
When you shout... Why am late…?
I Swear; I Understand the Entire Text,
What are next...
It's not the case only with me
All the designated Brave men
Are fortunate to foster similar destiny
It makes no difference
If they wish to admit or not
Many things still remain in life
As fair, pleasant and a dignified
Between a Whinny Volta-face
And- a hushed up, private affair.
©Sachi-8th Sept.2019
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