Entwined with weird dynamics,
Are relations and their mechanics,
Inside persons we claim to know,
Liveth strangers who get us acute throe,
Perceptions of persons carved out in stone,
Are crumbling like sand castles and gone,
Cosy comfort of cocoon no longer tempts,
Familiarity has indeed bred contempt.
Keep it cold or let it be simmering hot,
Don't ever keep relations in lukewarm spot,
Hearts are not meant to be kept in cages,
Let them grow wings, be immortalized in pages.
Don't measure souls by tape of mind,
That has full of contempt aligned,
More than outright dislike, it's indifference,
That causes an effect, pestiferous.
© K. Radhakrishnan
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