At first everything was very genteel, very cool
We talked about how we could get on together
To make our life smooth-to makes the world better
Fun and frolics in simmering hills in beach resorts
All of a sudden
It came up like a storm in the horizon
Mistrust digging silt trenches in our life
Anger lead to the flame of hatred
Days flared for hours minutes seconds
You are playing for time
I do not know that
Do you think you are right always?
You have the answer
You dominate me
It is not true
You humiliate me
Who says so?
You try to eliminate everything
I do not care
Well just listen to me
I am not deaf
You are terribly boring
So what......
There is awful lot more to say
The end justifies the means
Hell your means- I hate you
You are behaving like a great realist
So be it-I am leaving...
She leaned back to the corner of the room
Rumbling of acrimonious voices
Her belongings were neatly packed
She left in a tearing hurry
I was left forlorn
Outside the garden was completely silent
No wind sighing in the tree tops
Not a scream howl growl grunt groan
Sun gone at last
The afterglow illuminated pools and ponds
Swaths of mist forming
End of a fiery episode
But the dark images refused to go
To fade away in oblivion.