Us

Take a deep breath.

Read this words, carefully.

You will learn a lot, about us.

Our thoughts.

Our ways.

And path to perfection.

If it’s possible.

I looked at the mirror.

I could see us.

Our pains, our addictions.

Our fears, our failures.

Our liberation, our war.

Our hardwork, our dreams.

And I felt I should share it.

But, who are we?

I think I know.

As I looked straight,

in all the write-ups of this world.

Through the books of history.

Just hell bent, on finding an answer.

And this is what I found.

- Discovery.

Imperfection with perfection.

fears with courage.

failures with success.

pain with joy.

discipline with indiscipline.

liberation with addictions.

war with peace.

love with hatred.

hardwork with laziness.

nightmares with dreams.

good with evil.

rain with sunshine.

light with darkness.

- Contrast

But like a Jian*

we need each other.

to soar to heights unseen.

to accomplish great feats.

to be better at anything.

to survive and live.

Just like a Jian.

- effect of unity.

* - a bird that shares wings . . . only posseses one wing. Unless a male and female pair lean on each other and act as one . . . they’re incapable of flight.

Always a fleating moment.

built up due to lack of communication.

difference in opinions.

fueled by the ego of men and women.

Poor leadership.

But now blood has been spilled.

families divided, maybe forever.

tears, rolling continuous down.

eyes coloured deep red.

Lips wishing for the next meal.

Throats dry not because of drought.

Gases blinding those with eyes.

Something not experience

But it’s an expression of us.

- War.

The stars or the ground.

the only choice of view.

Beyond this rusted iron bars.

Hope a rare virtue.

because tomorrow might your last.

freedom becomes a scary idea.

the bondage in the mind.

only if you souls understand.

- Words of prisoner.

I thought it was only by using knife.

now it’s very easy.

just write a tweet, a message.

write virtually anything.

with the purose to demean your target.

maybe only ten words or fifteen.

and beyond the black mirror.

that has enslaved the world.

you have your weapon.

blessed are those.

that their targets have many haters.

for they shall see their deaths on the news.

shortly after the past.

- How to get away with murder.

#poetry #freeverse