Let's fight!

The tempest lies in the mind,
In our verbal fights of bad and worse.
Nothing comes even close,
Neither a brick nor a stone.
We mend our path for our sake,
Again we fight,come daybreak.
Sincere in our opinions about each other,
We behave like pillows full of cotton.
Some day the mood is like a wilted flower,
Some night it is like the sad wolf cry.
We bounce back in full force soon,
Feelings overwhelm the thoughts of doom.
Knives have been sharpened since time eternal,
We hound nothing less than beasts carnal.
With love and care our life goes thus,
Moving,stopping,moving in life's own bus.