Relations are like black cloud,
Denotation of shower of sorrow,
Obligation in relations found,
Today happy; sad is tomorrow.
Relations are like fragile thread,
A risk of loosing; daily usurps,
Relation is but job's tread,
False vows in relation utters.
Relations are like weather,
changes from sun to shower,
What we predict goes wrong.
Relations are like light feather,
It flies anytime from the bower,
Broken or remained; make us strong.
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