Seven years Eleven months Eight Days
Motionless on the corridor stairs
With blank faced he did stare
Echoed the words in vibrant ways
Seven years Eleven months Eight Days
The estimation was exactly that
Before wedlock finally fell apart
Was it altogether a frivolous game?
Indeed both of them bear the blame
Feeble were they to keep intact
Venomous were the daily spat
Little did they realize here
Affection was wasted dear
Little did he know the meaning then
Immature and ignorance feign
Sun shone in all brightness
Unawares sneaked the darkness
Court of the District Judge
He with an Ice-cream fudge
Rolling sound of typing fine
Matrimonial suit number eighty nine
Visits to the park and zoo
Museum and aquarium too
Could this be a circus then?
Unversed seemed to be the den
Little did he know the events to unfold,
In fright caught mom’s hand tightly hold
Circus indeed of a different kind
People jest not body but mind
Mom and dad’s regular affray
The little mind did they betray
Caught amidst the whirlwind
Utterly alone left to fend.
Mayhem filled the courtroom air
Bustling voices everywhere
Awaiting judgement with abated breath
Verdict hangs over his life and death
A final effort to reconcile
Might not totally go futile
Can’t they both give it a try
Spruce up all that went awry
Alas that was not the case to be
Dispossessed in the end was he
Pray to god should this never be
Divide parental love dear to thee
Effects has taken its usual flow
With years his wisdom grow
Time can’t recall those nasty frays
Seven years Eleven months Eight Days
With blank faced he did stare
Echoed the words in vibrant ways
Seven years Eleven months Eight Days
The estimation was exactly that
Before wedlock finally fell apart
Was it altogether a frivolous game?
Indeed both of them bear the blame
Feeble were they to keep intact
Venomous were the daily spat
Little did they realize here
Affection was wasted dear
Little did he know the meaning then
Immature and ignorance feign
Sun shone in all brightness
Unawares sneaked the darkness
Court of the District Judge
He with an Ice-cream fudge
Rolling sound of typing fine
Matrimonial suit number eighty nine
Visits to the park and zoo
Museum and aquarium too
Could this be a circus then?
Unversed seemed to be the den
Little did he know the events to unfold,
In fright caught mom’s hand tightly hold
Circus indeed of a different kind
People jest not body but mind
Mom and dad’s regular affray
The little mind did they betray
Caught amidst the whirlwind
Utterly alone left to fend.
Mayhem filled the courtroom air
Bustling voices everywhere
Awaiting judgement with abated breath
Verdict hangs over his life and death
A final effort to reconcile
Might not totally go futile
Can’t they both give it a try
Spruce up all that went awry
Alas that was not the case to be
Dispossessed in the end was he
Pray to god should this never be
Divide parental love dear to thee
Effects has taken its usual flow
With years his wisdom grow
Time can’t recall those nasty frays
Seven years Eleven months Eight Days
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