Duel Poem by Kiran Prasad

She stops
Looks back
Her eyes sparkle with mischief
Happiness holds her words afloat
Piercing my heart’s very core.

She doesn’t stop
This mirth and revelry
Her eyes are weary.
Teary, she hides it all
Behind her pearly whites

I breathe the very air
She just exhaled, her shadows
Fight to overpower mine
She looks like me and yet
It isn’t a reflection of me.

My fight is a lost cause
This attempt to corrupt her soul
Be a fiend, be a rogue
Lash out and hurt this world
A devil in your heart, please sow

Sometimes she acknowledges
Her goodness does hurt her more
And when alone, she humors me
Raves and rants at world and mourn,
Alas she leaves me at morn.

I am her and she is me.
And she wins every duel we compete
I shall conquer all, chip by chip
Break her down, replace hate where
Love now grows.

I am her and she is me