World leaders framing conventions to end strife,
While I loathe myself for not finding a solution,
To the never ending struggle of the complex grief,
That rules my home, making it only a place of ablution.

Home is the place where peace resides,
But with egos finding faults,
Each one trying to prove better than the other,
Causing havoc and ruining the term "Marriage".

As I think of "runaway" being an option,
I pity the two souls that cared me,
With blood they bred me,
I plan to give a last try, by creating an affable situation.

Lots were spoken but only the heat increased,
Living together for more than Twenty years,
Has done so harm that the relationship deceased,
So, I yearn to find a path by discussing with their peers.

While I try to eradicate the financial constraint,
I come across many unknown hatred emotions,
That has crept thro' years and caused millions of tensions,
With no laughs at home, the silence is fairly quaint.

I can make a move from their lives,
Make world worth living for myself,
But what's life without the great poles,
Being with me, when I achieve high goals.

All I need is a sweet home filled with love for "everyone"
When I have got all that I need (from them),
I am hungry of this terrible need,
Pleasing words, happiness, sacrifice and laughter is all that I long.
Hope they give me what I deserve.

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