Paradox Poem by Shreej k.c

A paradox she is
with her detached loyalty,
unfriendly friendliness.
She cares not at all
but also cares a lot.
She needs affection all the time
but also should be left alone.
She is the most easy going
but also difficult to deal with.
Yes, she lets you go easily
but also waits till eternity.
She chases the heart
till she gets breathless.
She fights to embrace
yet retreats without a glimpse.
Yes, she learns on the way,
Life is but a paradox.
The impetuous end of beginning
can begin the impetuous ending.
The same magnetite acting loadstone
can turn loathsome.
The stubbornness once endearing
can seem stuporous.
The nous can cause annoyance.
The zeal now looks congealed,
the passion the platonic,
the spontaneity the recklessness,
the humility humiliating.
Yes, she retreats,
tries not to cross the path.
Hush, don't make a sound
or ever melt her wrath.
She might carve her way again
to loose herself in the maze.
She is unforgivingly forgiving.
She might carve the beginning
of her end all over again.
Hush, she knows
you are a paradox.