Withering Relationships Poem by mamutty CHOLA

WITHERINGRELATIONSHIPS

March towards goodnessis always a
Journey through hurdle ridded routes.

Likeas if you are climbing a hill top
And fall fromglory to infamy is like
Running down from hill top to bottom ground.

Alas! What a change in human values. The one
Whom he had taught as child how to walk by holding
his hands, has now pushed him out of his house
In the twilight of his life.No respects for parents

Lessons learned, never forget those faces
Who helpedyouwhen needed most
And never forget those who betrayed you
In whom you reposed your faith
Real friends/well wishersare not those
Who come at your funeral but those who
Don't allow you to die while alive

Freedom with danger is better than
Be a liberated slave in your life.

Human tongue is the most powerful weapon.
You can conquer the whole world without a
shotbeing fired, with love and care.
Ironically, man is the only creature
who carries poisonin his tongue.

Relationships are like gardening.There comes
A time weeding out of wild growths becomes
essential for the health of the garden.

So is for life, there comes a stage when irrevocable
Differencestake roots.In such eventuality it is
Better to part, then to livea life of compromised
without love and trust; the soul of human relationships.