Treasure Island

Geetha Jayakumar

(Kerala Palakkad)

What a Compromise!


A compromise on heart?
A compromise on soul?
May be for anything....

If not you?
Someone else may compromise.
It works on give and take basis.
One hand give,
Other hand take,
Nothing for free!
After gaining,
Just dust your both hands and say,
It was not I,
It was he did it...

I Just want to let you know,
She understood how beautifully did this game worked.
Yeah a heartless compromise.
Where both gained something or the other!
And blame one another in front of her.
Never you felt?
Made others Believe.....
You are Right.

This poem is from my dear neighbour...
She wants to know...
Can you share this compromise with your beloved ones?

Eyes, ears, heart, mouth can be shut....
Ask yourself!
Forget it.......
Oh Yeah! Compromise do wonders!

Submitted: Saturday, November 02, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 04, 2013

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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/3/2013 1:58:00 AM)

    Compromise is a blank space in memory disc that can accommodate many thing, also compromise is a leading to peace and love and falls within charity lovely thank you (Report) Reply

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