"quarreled" poems
If a husband and wife don't quarrel or if a
husband and wife have never quarreled
before, then it means that they are not
telling each other the truth. If a boyfriend
has never quarreled with his girlfriend
before, it means they are deceiving each
other. What am trying to say is that two
couples must have a misunderstanding or
quarrel. It is normal. But what is not normal
is malice. I have seen cases where a
husband and his wife don't greet each
other for one week and yet they are living in
the same house. I have seen cases where
husband and wife don't talk to each other
for many days because of a small quarrel
that happened. I have also seen a case
where a man refused to eat his wife's food
because his wife quarreled with him. A
boyfriend will not call his girlfriend for many
weeks because of one little misunderstanding.
Why? Because of ego. Nobody wants to
be the first to apology. This is very bad.
Malice destroys marriage and relationship.
When both of you had a quarrel, do not
nurse the anger for up to 24 hours. If your
partner did not apology, be the first to say
"am sorry" even if you are not at fault. Just
do it for the sake of peace. Two wrongs
cannot make a right. Save your relationship.
Any man who refuses to eat his wife's food
because of a quarrel is a boy. The man is not
mature at all. Malice is childish. Mature
people quarrel and settle and play together
again on that same day. Save your
marriage.
Save your relationship.
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 7:47 AM UTC
These two elements were enemies since dawn
When they fought, the whole world would be warned
As heat met cold, smoke would alight
While they quarreled, the land stood in fright
The Fire had a fierceness to her that the Water could not match
The heat could paralyze you, even the smallest of a scratch
But she would lose her temper whenever she talked
The Water took advantage and would continue to mock
The Water on the other hand was smart and full of wisdom
Her power was so mighty that it could wash away kingdoms
However, how clever she may be, her cowardice was known
The heat burned her when it was shown
Who lost? Who won? No one knows anymore
But we know that they fought a thousand times in the lore
It's a mystery when will they stop
But one thing is final,
While the Water runs cold, the Fire burns hot.
-Grisha. S
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 3:10 PM UTC
I'll seek refuge in places that don't hold my name to be true, and even in emptiness I remain wrought through heavy handed tones of antipathy
Echoes of resolute desire plea with somber empathy, but remain indefinitely beyond the horizon of which I can not seek - and I shall remain waiting for something that has yet to come, for good it seems..
It rings barren any semblance of genuineness, the shadows I fall under; in plighted qualms, through quarreled teeth; without strength to hold my own, my very soul becomes the ground with which they walk
Desolation is the staunch friend from which I may not doubt will never be there in my time of need; and what I truly need, I fear, will never set foot upon my gaze
Like a sullen rose barred behind a glass wall, bereft of life giving nutrients and slowly wilting away one pedal at a time: I'll solemnly gaze upon the last glimmer of hope what was once profound and pure, now gripped with agony, and sin; decaying, alone, forever out of reach with only my eyes and heart to embrace it, yet never once again know what it may feel like to hold close with my own flesh
I am surrounded by an unspoken emptiness; an infinite abyss in every direction, except forward - and to each footstep I hear an echo of its past, one more inch beyond itself and gone before the last moments incur what hollow life is left within
Each passing moment brings me further to the edge of the unknown, this hope that's guided me for this long has burned like an eternal candle, now wisping what light is left to bear before me
One step more, and into the embracing darkness I will fall unto
The cries of war are beginning to recess; the battle has ceased, and I am still without a place to call home
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 1:58 AM UTC
peace is when you feel at ease,
within your skin, in your own body,
peace is when, you close your eyes,
and exhale out, all your worries,
peace is when, you hold your love,
against the cold, of the winter nights,
peace is when, you hear the song,
of crickets, in the otherwise silent air,
peace is when, you could sleep,
without the occurrence, of nightmares,
peace is when, you see a flower,
and analyze, the vibrancy of its colors,
peace is when, someone thanks you,
for you have been good to them,
peace is when, you genuinely smile,
without a care, of those glaring eyes,
peace is when, you greet a friend,
even though, you have quarreled,
peace is when, you invoke your soul,
to shed away, the weights it carry,
peace is when, you cook a stew or curry,
and its aroma wafts, into your nostrils,
peace is when … whenever
you feel at peace
peace is when, I look into the mirror,
without sneering, at my own reflection,
peace is when, I could do something,
get a feel of activity, in these stationary days,
peace is when, I get to go outside,
and breathe the same air, as others,
peace is when, I find a song, long lost,
with the voice of which, I adjoin my voice,
peace is when, I realize something,
a solution, though temporary, but there,
peace is when, I receive a message,
from some one across the ocean,
peace is when, that some one asks me,
how I am, even though we have never met,
peace is when I find a piece of art,
beckoning me, to gape at it,
peace is when, I solve a puzzle,
for I see myself, in a positive light,
peace is when, I read someone’s writing,
and get caught into, the web of those words,
peace is when, I write few letters and punctuation,
dissolving my entirety into them,
peace is when… whenever I
forget about this life
I wish a piece of peace, for me,
and some more for you
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 8:29 PM UTC
My love is tacit,
You gotta know it.
I never said, 'I love you',
But read what my
Eyes convey you!
We never quarreled,
Nor did we fight;
Then why do you ignore me,
With all your might?
There, you sit laughing and merry-making,
Here, I'm a loner and my inside's breaking.
At the glimpse of me;
You pout and grumble,
Without realizing that
My love for you is eternal.
My love is tacit,
You HAVE to know it,
And when once you get it,
I'd be the luckiest on the planet!
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 5:24 AM UTC
Spring is here once again
The same colorful flowers
Blooming once more...
Remember that daffodil's bush?
Used to hide there every time we quarreled
and the last time we did... it was bad
You threw away the roses I pluck from this garden
Ever since that last spring season,
Spring is numb, deaf, mute season for me..
You Took away your happy smile with you
So mad... so angry at me,
The picture of your smiling face
I save vividly in my memory
But this is spring time again...
and I miss that smile I love so much
your special spring's smile, I adore
will last for many seasons to come..
Come back please...
I 'll wait for the spring's smile
every spring time, every year...
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 11:59 PM UTC
We started childish,
Became mature,
Quarreled apish,
Looked for a cure.
Our relationship is,
Yes flawed it is,
Imperfect it is,
But how sweet it is.
We have had tiffs,
You wept and,
I hardly slept,
But we solved if's.
Our little world is,
Free to fly it is,
Not to cry it is,
But we live as it is.
Gusts of winds blow,
Harsh & dry,
We never cry,
And we do not bow.
It gave us a shove,
Humble dove,
Of purest love,
We wore no glove.
Our hands had met,
We put a bet,
In this game,
Carrying full blame.
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 7:57 AM UTC
Do you remember
those early days
when we started knowing each other?
the thrill of exploring each other
those were the days we were attracted to each other
but neither of us expressed
when we finally did
our meetings became frequent
we started sharing our weaknesses
we shared about our family
about everything around
not leaving anything more to explore
we touched
we loved
we quarreled
your existence felt like vanishing
then I finally approached break up
but then you realized you can't leave me
how could I stay?
when I already started knowing another stranger
exploring another stranger
I already started the same story again in different plot
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 1:23 PM UTC
I have been driven mad by silence, I've cut and I've quarreled.
My tears and my blood, my sweat and my sorrows
are nothing but penance for all of my sins.
Your fingers your hair, your come hither stare,
a cocktail of balms that soothe all my aching.
I cannot be all or see all, or give all, but I'll live all
For you,
I would do it all for you, all I can. I care not for myself, like other men.
For you,
the only reason I stay here, the only reason I thrive.
Without the infinite rays of the sun even hardy flowers wither.
So many have already wilted, but by my eyes, and by my joy
countless others spring up each day, from the cracks in the cliff side.
For you,
and for the flowers, my only source of power, my drowning ecstasy
it doesn't matter, as long as I can be here with you...I have found eternity.
For you,
never for me or my pride, or to hurt or to hide, only ever for you
and for our words...and of course for the flowers.
Everything else is just keeping up appearances, so
don't judge me as other men, If I lie or I cheat or I steal,
It's never for myself
but only
For you.
A Burns 2012
Jun 2, 2012
Jun 2, 2012 at 8:49 AM UTC
The stanzas of the
mountains—I cannot
read them they are
too smart for me, too
high.
The grass is green and
The sky is blue, but I
still live in the wreck
of what once was—in
bones and pastures.
The wind doesn’t
whisper my name, it
never has—why should
it bow to me when in one
burst it can knock me over?
You fell because of
me, were ruined because
of me and still I beat
you like the abusive
overseer.
You are not
animate like me, you
do not stare at your
rhyme and palm
trees—trying to
comprehend the why
buried under the
incorporeal X.
I am sorry, but
we will be born
again and then—
like two lovers that
never quarreled—we
can look at Him
and say, “How great
He is!”
Feb 22, 2012
Feb 22, 2012 at 4:29 AM UTC
I look back at the time I first saw you
That grumpy, anxious face told me a lot about you
I always thought of avoiding you
But I regret it to endlessly wanting you
The world has always been spinning and will go on,
But I swear my world stopped the moment you turned me down
I regret every hurtful word I said to you
‘Cause the truth is that, I can’t afford to lose you
Back in those days when we endlessly quarreled,
I swear I loved that every moment
Thinking of the happy days fills my eyes with tears
Every time your voice blessed my ears
That time we silently held hands
It was the most beautiful silence to ever stand
Your presence gave me an indescribable pleasure
Those eyes of yours had the deepest color
Alas, time has never been the same,
I can’t help, but, look at us in the frame
As I sit alone with that lost hand,
The winds coldly whisper your name
I couldn’t even think of any of this to happen,
Most of it was lost as it was gained
And if we have to pay for the happy times,
I’ve cried too much to be happy for the rest of my life
‘twas a comfort to gaze at your two eyes
Where the widest universe lies
How could I ever lose my universe?
Hate myself for losing you
The visions I have do me no good,
They keep on turning me back to the same old wood
Where our names are still alive, never changed!
Then why is it us who have to change?
I beg you, if there’s anything I can do
I’m ready to give it all to get back to you.
I’m afraid I can’t pour it all on the desk
But, I swear all this time I’ve been missing you to death
I tried really hard to not to lose you,
Since then, I’ve been trying to make it up to you
And don’t you dare ask me If I’m tired
Because the truth is, I never stopped loving you
Jun 7, 2021
Jun 7, 2021 at 2:57 PM UTC
When I think of you...
I think of the hugs we embraced,
and the kisses we shared.
The whispered vows of love.
When I think of you...
I think of your innocent gaze and charming smile.
I think of your laughter,
how I haven't heard it in awhile.
And I start to miss you...
But...
When I think of you...
I think of the times I needed you around,
and repeatedly you let me down.
When I think of you...
I think of how I became a convenience,
a companion, and not a commitment.
When I think of you...
I think of how we quarreled,
the hurtful words that were spouted,
the pools of tears that were shed.
I think of how I've never known,
how it's like to be with someone,
but feel like I'm alone.
When I think of you, I sigh...
Because this I know,
that it was right to let you go.
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 7:24 AM UTC
A tiger cat and a black cat
were having an argument
They quarreled
For five minutes or longer
Fussing and fussing
Tiger cat's tail was swishing
Black cat's ears lying back
Finally, tiger cat relented
And backed slowly away
I'm very pleased
cause I didn't want to see
either one get hurt
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 11:39 PM UTC
If only...
If only they hadn't gotten sick
and lost their jobs and their benefits
If only they hadn't been abused as child
they wouldn't have landed in juvey and been a criminal
If only they were strong enough to never reach for relief from life's problems
never drink
or drug
or have *** with strangers
If only they were perfect, like me.
And didn't waste their resources on dinners and drinks and casinos, like me.
If only the never quarreled with their family over things past or get fired, like me.
They wouldn't have any problems, just like me
So why should I be told to care?
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
The road less traveled,
Is love unraveled,
Not lust bedazzled
Just hearts entangled…
The road less traveled,
Do tell, I’m marveled
will favor the fumbled
and bless the humbled…
The road less traveled,
When lovers quarreled
Didn’t leave them harrowed
Broken or narrowed
The road less traveled,
Is dearly farrowed,
But like I’ve arrowed,
Is quiet adored!
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 5:04 AM UTC
the same past
the same colors
the same principles
the same qualities ...
but this was true until yesterday
today two parallel roads
we quarreled .. do you remember?
always seeking each other
consolation
of my overnight anxieties
warm embrace of my tears ..
you
because of my tears !
puppies like cats and dogs ...
a real pain ..
but always present
the one for the other !
this is true even now ...
so close ...
but so far ..
I miss you ...
but life is this ...
changes and different roads ...
but the heart doesn’t change ...
love doesn’t change ...
we are brothers ..
this doesn’t change !
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 10:15 AM UTC
“So soon must I go my love?”
Said I with bold Shakespearean jest
A giggle escaped
From her rosy lips, let suddenly out from her mind’s possessions
With goofy smile and posh accent,
She replied in kind to my intent
“Of course good sire! You will now take your leave”
A flood of mirth and good faith, a shower of genuine joy
Blossomed with liveliness betwixt our figures
Oriented sideways, laying on low-cropped carpet
Our laughing drifted freely in good humorous air
Dying slowly into breaths and smiles, her bountiful hair
Glowed softly in that room
Softening my jagged soul, fixing it with tempered gaze
Though Heaven’s eye and lovely Earth
Quarreled on that day, separated by grey droplets of clumpèd air
In low light, I still retained a clear vision of my love laid before me
In Venusian position, a blush from our previous merriment
Still traveled up her throat and up her cheek
Marking her lovely countenance proudly with color because of me
Those moments are now dead and gone
The ungrateful witch has left me to hang
Solely by my neck
In a noose of my own sorrow, growing tighter and tighter until one day I will break
And I will die and I will suffocate
Under the weight of my body and my baggage
This love was not real! Only a lust dressed up in whore's clothes that shrivels up in the light
Bah! Who cares about wenches these days? The wretches
Merely prowl about the countryside, searching for untested men
Nay, boys
To draw water from, tying them down and breaching their chests
Reaching in and stealing their best
Traits and memories and garments and vex them
Out of their minds and out of their hearts
Out of their homes and out of their children’s arms!
Nay, I say! What, ** Dare you contravene my verity?
That my heart was broken? That much is truth
That I was told, “You are not good enough.”
Dec 25, 2019
Dec 25, 2019 at 7:38 PM UTC
Have the thoughts of
happiness been lingering
in your conscious memories
of what we were and hopes
of what we could be?
Stalwart lover, too afraid
to cross the binds of companionship.
As if staring from a distant
clifftop across the sea into
your starry gaze. I see
the life of what we could be.
Dreams, fragmented and quarreled.
Warm summer rain that
runs through our bodies, the constellations
shining in our hearts. Love
older than the cosmos,
passion stronger than the
fire that burns our souls.
Reality is distance, truth
is separation. And so passes
the time that could have
been what we could be.
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 7:02 PM UTC
Remember the nights
And the teary eyes
Remember the day
When we had first met
Don’t you remember?
The way we quarreled
My eyes are still crying
Coz beneath the heart
You are still there
Feeding me off, still loving
Oh dear! Where are you now?
You moved on swiftly;
May I know how?
Please remember me once more
Call me again when am gone
I need you back now
Or else I’ll die you don’t know how
I apologize for anything
And beg you for everything
You showed me what life is
I learnt with you what love is;
See now I am smiling
The way you want
Remember the way I cried
And you always gave a taunt
So please remember me once more
And call me again when am gone
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 3:49 AM UTC
I fought from fear
fought for it as well.
Quarreled with love,
in hatred I dwelled.
Hiding in smiles,
always laughing last.
One can never
shove too soon; steadfast.
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
**Spring and Summer have come together,
waited at the door too long, though,
quarreled who get in first,
and snow was dancing in the air,
when they were shoving their way to…
Who could push through stronger?
who could be faster this year?
and the snow was waiting and falling all days!
Spring had her right to come !
was just her time to show up !
but her delicate wings were withering slowly,
when Summer pushed her aside,
heating up days,
but nights
Days are already warm,
the Sun is shinning...
Mr. Snow ran to his white palace to rest
till December…ran, ran, ran
Spring is already sitting, all day, here,
but Summer has never given up, ha!
and is dancing with her hot
feathers of fire,
kissing your cheeks with hot puffs
puff, puff, puff….**
14.04.2013. Kielce
Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 2:02 PM UTC
Here say have someplace in Collegetown,
You are on with VW because yesterday you were beginning to fade.
You start down rain now after a sunny morning,
When you slow down the blinking gets worse,
That huge old green house on the corner of the shiny face of you,
You feel terror in your people on their way to Ha D es,
To go all day—in case they can’t stop,
So this is what failed... You couldn’t avoid that crowd,
Chances are that any one of these people had quarreled with a friend,
The Impact was you... in Ithaca
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 10:49 AM UTC
Sprouted an issue out of nothing,
I'm feeling bad about even fighting.
She is just a sweet little angel,
Why I thought about that angle.
Should she not be angry with me,
After all I quarreled about nothing.
You know this one's for you little one,
I know I can't afford to lose my best one.
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 8:16 AM UTC