LOVE IS GROWING AMIDST TEMPESTS

We often involve in skirmishes,

Due to our ideological differences,

Not that we try to falsify each other,

Rather, we try to convince each other.  

We use weapons of rational reasons,

Try to disarm each other’s visions

But never use bitter dialect,

And hurt each other to win a debate.

At the day’s end a cease fire gets enforced, 

For few hours both retire unharmed,

 And bid good bye with smiling face,

To meet again on the same surface.

Are we in inimical just because we fight?

Do we disrespect each other? Do we part?

Certainly not, on the contrary within our soft hearts,

 Love for each other is growing amidst tempests.