I Have A Twin Soul Poem by Kavya S Babu

I have a twin soul.
Call it ‘fate', you may.
Like a shadow;
dark and mine,
hangs out with me,
and reminds of the past
stacked with case files
of fallouts, many.

A dumb; unarmed,
I stay,
caught by a squad
with rifles and armours
and he- laughs at me!
Scoffs, too often,
for he forsees
the death of my dreams.

He ridicules,
talks behind my back,
and mutely enjoys
the kiddish fantasy
of a grown up
panglossian? , I doubt.

Before him,
bowed down,
I ended up, often
and that is all
I regret, to date.

Isn't he-
my conscience?
At times, I ponder.
He alarmed me of threats,
I took away my face.
A ‘hide and never seek'
was my game plan.
You'll drown,
you'll bleed,
you'll burn,
it shouted!
But am a mess
of reasons and logic.
Don't dare to distract!
I screamed in return.

Take your seat, ally,
no more foul play,
let's fix it for now,
and for ever.