An enemy of an enemy becomes an ally,
Just to win the war, it has nothing to shy.
A couple not having a good relationship still together passing the life
Just for their coming generations, a good husband and a good wife.
But a compromise on ethics has no excuse.
I condemn, and I refuse.
Yes, it was me, who wrote a poem with the title ‘Compromises’,
Again it’s me who smiles, rewrites it and boldly revises.
A compromise I made in love let me confess
The beautiful forbidden fruit it’s might you can guess
Yes, I became disobedient and forgot all the ethics
Hot dynamics of life overruled the frozen statics!
Long ago in a beautiful garden I don’t know who ‘He’ is?
A naughty friend who let me knew as to who ‘She’ is.
After knowing her I don’t need to know anyone else
She now rules my heart and moves with my pulse.
Helplessly, with ethics, I made a decent compromise
Never mind, in love the ethics one may revise.