Conflict
She is like the other half of the moon..
Dark and dusky some times..
Bright with light sometimes..
Whoever she is..she says 'no' to all my wishes..
And always asks me questions..
Why do you think you are sane..while you'd love to hang out with me..?? She says...
I couldn't ignore her..For I loved her as much as I hated her..
Her presence gives me a strong sense of self,
but also throws me in to an abyss of isolation..
We are in conflict with each other all the time..
Yet she is essential to my identity..
She is like my own shadow I couldn't get rid of..
Poor me..I'm too tired and gave up trying..
I have no other way but to embrace her...
For I need to feel complete now..
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5 comments:
Very well written
Very interesting post ... Nice read :)
Beautifully written. Loved the second stanza most. :)
Hello Nagini, thank you for asking after my health, I’m very well thank you. I hope the same can be said for you?
Your words are beautiful, intriguing and full of emotion.
sometimes the inner talks are like this! and most don't have guts to pen it down. well posted, i would say.
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