We Are Dual No Matter What We Are
Portion of me just stays
waiting...
The other piece of me
come to fight...
One portion resembles
to a sleeping angel,
the other to a warrior
in battle...
I wish to join the portions
with words, but
the words flee...
I'm hungry for words
and attempt to satiate me...
I attempt and force the imagination,
I look for dreams for inspiration..
I am the shadow of two halves
who seek each other,
but who live together
separated... this duality
is indelible mark... a fight
for a lifetime... !
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2021
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