Tag Archives: End of Life


Falling in love is blind;
The pimples appear divine.
The wet towels thrown on the floor;
Butts, empty cans provoke eyesore.
Hoping the bad habits will change;
Until the partner become derange.
Marriage roller coastal may be rife;
Medication replaces the quest for life.
Easier to remember all the hurt:
Nagging about the bruises and dirt;
Erect high walls to forgive the person:
Enjoy drama in foul mouth and action.
When the relate and sadism turns sour;
We cling to the family in the last hour.
The family is the first and last contact;
To comfort us in the final ugly attack.
To relate well is thus to live well;
Simple reasons don’t sound the bell.