Truce

Thoughts became theories,

Our experiences became to-do lists,

In the diaries of couples in heaven,

The sky is about to fall,

And earth is flooded with new creatures,

You were never aware of other worlds,

Life became clumsy,

After our arguments in the bathroom,

Like those cables underground,

My actions were in a zig-zag manner,

Common sense died a painful death,

It is time for a truce,

To save the relationship,

To beat the monsters in gossipers,

To pluck the boons of nights,

I am waiting,

To shake hands with you,

And to become partners in crime.