BEAUTY OF CONFLICT!
Father and daughter
A holy and pristine affair
Frequently they entangle in war
Without any blood-shed, a unique gesture
Never have we noticed
Apart from armistice
There is seldom any nemesis
What a jovial affinity
Devoid of any chaos to breach this lovely symphony!
Human beings maintain a wonderful protocol
Where conflict is an inevitable affair
Only glue to consolidate bonding in rapture
With an amazing hyperbole!
I wonder what chemistry it possess
Utterly abstract in nature
Yet, predominantly manifests its vigor
The only matter which define humanity’s success!
We cannot observe the atomic configuration
Yet we acknowledge its presence in ramification
Confliction equally exist in abstract state
And it has the potential to cause immense mess!
Sometimes it yield gulf of difference
Sometimes it brings warmth and exuberance
Sharp contrasts always roll on
Enigma of life thus moves on!
Father, Mother, Sister, Brother
Only our of all creatures we crafted such unique texture
Though abstract in nature
But it overbears our existence with lovely nomenclature!
We exult with delight
Can we ignore we shed tears
Happiness and sadness, in both affairs
How will we judge?
Conflictions make sensible budge
To soothe us as well keep us in dismay
What a dichotomy it possesses out of its fray!
We are in dilemma
Whether confliction is a boon or an anathema
But we cannot rule out
It only acts as an emotional tool to pave our emotions to vent out!