||A balance of good °
& bad •\\
Highest rank:- #12 in Poetry! [3/12/16]
Where I relate my life to the pieces of universe, only to make an incomplete puzzle.
Incompleteness is beautiful, isn't it?
So is nothing.
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[ N E G A T I V I T Y
Somehow, somehow it's still there, It's the balance you know. It is necessary, But I've had too much of it, I am tired of it. I'm almost numb to it. My mind, whatever it is, My words, whatever they mean, They are personal to me, though some may relate, No one can feel the same. No, I don't want it gone, I need it, As it opens my mind, from my mind, Gives wings to flightless birds that hide, It wants to fly, Not even afraid of heights. I don't want it gone, As it gives words to me. Words to my ridiculous thinking, But I need it to be in control, I don't want the other more, No, positivity is such a thing, That gives me wings, But makes me fear heights. Balance is all I need, As I don't yet make sense to your mind, When you read this. I don't maybe know how to write, Or how to cage the flightless bird with wings, I don't maybe am good you see? It still doesn't make sense I know. But I still need it, I am going to talk a little math on top of that, Two negatives become positive, A negative and a positive remains negative, Two positive never change. But does the nature of positive turn to negative ever change? No, it's still the same. Somehow the universe itself lacks the balance, Maybe there's no such thing as one, I am not an astronomer you see, I have the thoughts but not the math that I need, This imbalance made me gave up on my dream. Yes, I do feel useless you know? I'm not sure anymore about anything, Future, I don't really see. I get so frustrated, because I don't have anything on my mind, I can't even rhyme to write. I don't have the magic words, The talent of anything really. Negativity is something that makes me, me. Words of me are born from it. But let's not talk about me, Let's talk about the universe I was supposed to create in this book, Does it needs the negativity? Yes, it wouldn't survive without it, Someone has to think. It's a perfect example you know, How flawed our mind is. How it controls us, Yet it isn't the one in control. How our mind is not afraid of heights, A flightless bird with flying wings, Is always afraid to fall, That's what keeps it going on.
