The heyday of youth, now seems the nadir of life
The joys and ecstasy, aren't even frozen in time.
Mating games played, then institutionalised
Dreams born in courtship. soon plummeting Icarus like.
.........A covenant of togetherness, no longer sublime.
From exhilaration to joy, to becoming each others toys
Till the games of life, demanded habits be set aside.
The rituals of living, dulled the sheen of youthful thought
And best foots forward, ceased to be reflexive shots.
........A covenant of monotony, in acts without feeling.
Came many forks in the journey, but perseverance prevailed
Companionship evolved, to a facade that reigned.
Feeling got drained, in more ways than one
Degrees of freedom, in dungeons serving out their terms.
........A covenant of silences, so many desires unsung.
When finally one set out, on the road less traveled
The attendant screeches and taunts, never cease to marvel.
Could a life together, have bred so much hate
For once upon a time, this couple did mate.
........A covenant of misery, that only apathy sustains.
Lifes come full circle
Back to the sanctuary of the hearth.
Care givers long ignored
Now caretakers when it hurts.
Most other bonds, didn't stand the tests of time
Here the sins of ommission and commission
Are even now forgiven, as the whims of a child.
.........A covenant of blood, inextricably sealed at birth.
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