The Evil Twin Poem by Anamika Jayakumar

A face past the veil
Yet I see the freaky smile.
A voice till not heard,
But the tone I do heed.

A face so serene
Like a placid ocean
But the anguish I do see;
A heart in agony and despair,
Chocked in love and care.

Amidst the dark night,
You showed the candle light.
From the thorny bushes,
Taught me to pick the roses.

Took it for a dire cue,
Until you called it the gentle dew.
Though a plume, couldn't bear its weight,
Until you taught me what is flight.

Somewhere far away
Someone takes a pew;
Like the shifting sand dunes,
One who make choices in chaos.

Yet a mirror in, I see myself
Once I stagnate into a gulf.
Caught in a holy mess,
Ought you to redeem the common sense.

That we share is quite a few
May be a like or two,
What makes us best friends
Is yet to be known.