CACTUS
The neighbor had sown new seeds in few pots.
Kept them on parapet that joined our houses.
The cactus has roared its ugly head in it now,
Things aren't the same between us anymore
The cracks are visible on thin chapped lips,
The smiles have veils, the hands with blades.
On the parapet of wall separating our houses,
Hatred is growing taller with each passing day.
Gee 