Little do we understand life
Is a dance.
We see the demons and angels waring
Might be so, but in a glance.
It's not about one side reigning
Not about the fight with yourself.
Life never called for a fight
It's our need to prove to ourselves.
Chasing a utopian hope,
Competing for halos and wings
Oblivious to the dance in the battle,
Naive, i would say, to aim for a solo win.
It's a dance, love
So follow the rhythm.
They are hand in hand
Don't try to separate them.
They belong together
And so they fight
There is no battle to win
No war to prove their might.
Admire them together if you can.
You cannot chain one down to set the other free.
For the only angels I've known
Are those whose demons I am yet to see.
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The Poetry of Life
PoetryA set of poems from my daily life and personal inspirations. I hope you can relate to it too. Enjoy your read!!!
