288. Her Own Symbol Of Yin And Yang Poem by Jaden Knight

288. Her Own Symbol Of Yin And Yang



She wears her golden halo
propped up by blackened horns
doomed to not just walk
the fine line between good and evil
but to define it in her existence

A mixture of darkness and light
with no grey areas with this being
she is one or the other
it shows in her physical appearance

One half of her body is pure white
her skin soft and gentle
reflects the radiance of one her eyes
as does the white hair covering one shoulder
a portrait of beauty to admire and treasure

the other half is cold and rough
reflecting the icy stare of her other eye
her black hair hanging below her waist
covering nothing and exposing all
a picture of twisted sexiness and lust

Her personality fluctuates between the two poles
one minute polite and gentle
a voice of peace and reason
the next violent and profane
the sound of irrational anger
there is no warning between the switch
and nothing in between

Deep within her mind
she battles both extremes
for now they are in balance
but is no knowing which one will win
She in resigned to her current fate
as her own symbol of yin and yang

Friday, February 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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