Strangers in the Night

We both were happy, and the time was right,

So we decided to marry, we were confident quite,

Our parents met, and they gelled alright,

They fixed the date and sealed our plight,

The month was Feb, and the sky was bright,

The arrangements were nice, a pretty sight,

She looked amazing, a walking dynamite,

And I was nervous, looking back in hindsight,

I brought her home, and we started just right,

But soon… things became bad, and tantrums became trite,

Words turned bitter, and little quarrels began to bite,

Looking back at the things now, I turn contrite,

We were falling apart; no longer did we remain tight,

Everything was misunderstood, prejudiced without insight,

The rudeness to each other grew to a great height,

It looked like the marriage was getting into a twilight,

Four years later…

Four years have passed, for each other we still hold spite,

But we’ve a child now, so we can’t afford things uptight,

So, for him, we pretend like a couple in broad daylight,

But when we sleep, we are two strangers in the night.

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This post had been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 31; the thirty-first edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. The theme for the month was 'Strangers in the Night'. The post fetched me just 2 votes (poor performance) :) 

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