Repetitions Poem by Tara Chettur

Everytime we met, to part as never before,
Everytime we talk, to argue,
Everytime we expressed love, to fight as never before,
Everytime we fight, to throw tantrums,
The irony is why then we tried to meet?
This is Life, Repetitions!
Repeating mistakes, to learn new things &
again commiting the same mistake..
Its becoz we run for things that attract us& not what is good for us,
So lets meet up to start all once again.