Tiff, No More...

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Do you feel bad after fighting with me?
Like a corner of your heart is sad
Like you are just drifting in daily chores
Like all the good just turned bad

In those hapless moments
Amidst emotional deluge strong
I unweave our conversations
Reckoning what exactly is wrong

I rearrange happy memories
Aligning it to love and care
Smiling intermittently with moist eyes
In those moments of total despair

I skim through years
And one thing always stands out
You've always sprinkled cheer
To my phases of drought

To my rain, my sunshine
My warmth and cool breeze
Inseparable we are
Don't ever fight with me please

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Comments

  1. Ravish ManiMay 25, 2015 at 12:30 PM

    Fighting is a beautiful part of love, isn't it?
    Liked the emotions of the poem :)

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  2. AnonymousMay 25, 2015 at 12:42 PM

    Tiff A way to remember the good old days , the beautiful old romance , the lovely chit chat, process of knowing each other .....

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  3. ManiparnaMay 25, 2015 at 3:12 PM

    Sometimes a little tiff enhances the love... ..isn't it? just like masala papads on a monsoon evening... :-D

    Loved the way you've written it...wrapped in love and emotion... :-)

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 2, 2015 at 12:26 PM

      Hahaha... What's life without some spice?

      Thank you so much for a lovely comment. :)

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  4. UnknownMay 25, 2015 at 3:13 PM

    If the after effects are so romantic, then some amount of tiffs are good Saru. :-)

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 2, 2015 at 12:29 PM

      Hahaha... I love that patch-up phase. I get a lot of pampering. :)

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  5. AlanaMay 25, 2015 at 6:39 PM

    You can not truly be in love without an occasional tiff. If you never fight, you are just pretending.

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  6. Roma Gupta SinhaMay 25, 2015 at 8:59 PM

    Beautifully expressed as ever :)

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  7. Arun MuthusamyMay 25, 2015 at 9:00 PM

    Beautiful. No fight No life :)

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  8. M S MahawarMay 25, 2015 at 10:50 PM

    Beautifully written!

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  9. Ami BhatMay 26, 2015 at 12:00 AM

    Very very beautifully expressed. Thank you so much for sharing.

    Ami @thrillingtravel.blogspot.in

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  10. AnonymousMay 26, 2015 at 12:21 AM

    You've really captured those awful feelings after a fight.

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  11. Amit AgarwalMay 26, 2015 at 1:48 AM

    "I rearrange happy memories
    Aligning it to love and care"
    and
    "I skim through years"....Wow!

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 6, 2015 at 10:36 AM

      Thank you Sir. People rarely appreciate the beauty of phrases.

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  12. Purba chakrabortyMay 26, 2015 at 3:18 AM

    Such a sweet and beautiful poem! Loved it :)

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  13. docdivatravellerMay 26, 2015 at 4:18 AM

    beautiful poem!
    www.docdivatraveler.blogspot.in

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  14. Ashish KumarMay 26, 2015 at 10:01 AM

    Lovely emotions penned beautifully in this "lovely" poem.

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  15. DeeptiMay 26, 2015 at 12:56 PM

    This one is lovely:). Loved it !

    I so can relate to it

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  16. Red HandedMay 26, 2015 at 10:48 PM

    This makes me want to never ever fight. But the woman in me wont let it!
    How adorable was this saru. Sorry for not visiting this blog regularly. was away :)

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 6, 2015 at 11:13 AM

      It's always good to hear from you, Red. You don't have to apologize, we know you were busy. :)

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  17. eNMay 26, 2015 at 11:47 PM

    So beautiful. Can relate to it a lot :-)

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  18. RachnaMay 27, 2015 at 12:39 AM

    Fighting is inevitable, but the making up is so much fun too. :) Lovely words.

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  19. Dipanwita ChakrabortyMay 27, 2015 at 5:31 AM

    "I rearrange happy memories".... If such beautiful is the aftermath..little tiffs are good. Just loved the emotions running through the verses. Wonderful poem Saru. :)

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 6, 2015 at 11:42 AM

      Tiffs are good. They unearth myriad of emotions. Thanks for reading, Dipanwita.

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  20. UppalMay 27, 2015 at 6:30 AM

    "unweave our conversations" Wow! Love and fights go together!

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  21. UnknownMay 27, 2015 at 6:41 AM

    Deep sentiments transformed into words. Liked the flow of the poem:
    "To my rain, my sunshine, My warmth and cool breeze, Inseparable we are, Don't ever fight with me please!!"

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  22. UnknownMay 27, 2015 at 1:58 PM

    Love gets stronger after fights. :D

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  23. joshi danielMay 28, 2015 at 5:04 AM

    occassional fighting is ok ;)

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  24. Sabyasachi PatraMay 28, 2015 at 8:23 AM

    May we sprinkle cheer on lives of others....no fighting....fights happen when we don't understand the other person's point of view, when we take others for granted....

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 8, 2015 at 11:34 AM

      Right, with understanding and respect we can eliminate it to a great extent.

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  25. Shesha ChaturvediMay 28, 2015 at 12:39 PM

    Wow! Loved your poem on fights. So true how all good just turn bad... and how reuniting brings cheer and sparkle in us... Like always beautiful, Saru! :)

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 8, 2015 at 11:36 AM

      Fights add spice to boring days, but sometimes we end up with this empty feeling. Thanks for a lovely comment, Shesha.

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  26. OriyarasoiMay 28, 2015 at 10:54 PM

    tiffs are kind of normal in every relationship...nicely written

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  27. Rahul BhatiaMay 29, 2015 at 2:49 AM

    Lovely expression of love even in a fight, Saru:)

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  28. UnknownMay 29, 2015 at 4:47 AM

    thats such a cute poem esp the last line...introspection brings thoughts in order that we cant see when we are upset and in rage...love always :)

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    1. Saru SinghalJune 8, 2015 at 11:51 AM

      Right, we need such introspection every now and then :)

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  29. AnonymousMay 29, 2015 at 2:10 PM

    Beautiful emotional poem Saru. Yes, fighting is good and bad, isnt it :)

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  30. Amrit SinhaJune 1, 2015 at 8:43 AM

    This is so so sweet .... wow ... loved it a lot ^_^

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  31. D.NambiarJune 2, 2015 at 2:42 AM

    Aww...
    <3
    Lovely, Saru.

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  32. AnonymousJune 6, 2015 at 11:45 AM

    Beautiful poem

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  33. K.A. AcharyaJune 6, 2015 at 11:52 AM

    What a beautiful portrayal of emotions! Loved it.

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  34. AnonymousJune 6, 2015 at 12:16 PM

    What a sweeet poem ending with such an innocent request!!! Great to read you again, Saru. How have u been doing, dear?

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  35. PriyaJune 8, 2015 at 5:01 PM

    I feel the same way. Nice.

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  36. AseemJune 20, 2015 at 5:27 AM

    Lovely poem. What is love with a few tiffs? I always believe that the ones we fight with are the ones we truly love :).

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    1. Saru SinghalJuly 4, 2015 at 10:44 AM

      I am one of those, I can fight with selective people who I think are close to me.

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  37. Dreaming Wanderer. www.tonightidream-iwander.blogspot.comJune 29, 2015 at 3:51 AM

    beautiful poem once again Saru.. when there's love n trust between them, still at times they cannot avoid a fight. a fight, a storm to begin with, but at the end, it's like a soothing rainbow that fills us up with smiles and glee.

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  38. Manisha AwasthiJuly 7, 2015 at 4:34 PM

    Such a beautiful poem. I felt as if I am watching a short movie. :)

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  39. sushmithaOctober 16, 2015 at 2:37 PM

    Good one Saru! Well used words as always :-)

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