It was a momentary quarrel.
The voices shattered against the walls and doors
the way glass shatters into smithereens-
the shards flew everywhere,
stinging, burning unbearably…
They seeped into the gazes, the words, the tone;
into the thoughts, the breath.
A relationship was fated to be murdered
and it happened that day!
somebody held a fragment of that voice
and slit their veins
…soundlessly, lest others awaken!
it was only a momentary quarrel…