VENUS AND MARS

She’s from Venus, he’s from Mars
Either in love or else busy in wars

Best of friends or the worst of foes
Sometimes distant sometimes close
Joined in bunch as thorns and rose
Often inspiring me to write a prose
Blooming with fragrance of flowers

Some one’s honest, some one flirts
Feelings bring peace, even it hurts
Heart to mind, the emotions skirts
And from within the passion spurts
Raining on soul as spring showers

The feelings really tests my belief
That brings ecstasy and even grief
Tough to escape and without relief
Effects elevated but at times brief
And these may even leave its scars

On sands of time, leaving the sign
Warming nerves, chilling the spine
Love and hate at each other incline
With relations heavenly and divine
As if between, sun, moon and stars