opposite twins

opposite twins

residing in a dark alcove,

guarded by demonic angels

fighting for eternity;


the first calls for light

to enter the chamber

and is ready to traverse

along the labyrinth of emotions;


the other one ceases the struggle,

unspoken, move towards

the darkest part of the prison

and glare at his other half-


better or not,

with those dead eyes;

the former shrugs in response

and go to join the worse division;


some time will pass out

and another battle would surge

between the two brothers,

rooted in the same soul.

* Written in response to the dVerse Writing Prompt


To write a poem…

It takes only a moment to write a poem

only if we widen our mind’s horizon-

see through those dark spaces

no one ever cared to look,

pass through those lonely streets,

reaching that limit

where you are alone 

but not yet so,

where everything is confusing

but you understand it all.