In my soul chaos reigns supreme,
Yet peace and order form a team.
My heart a battlefield of war,
But harmony finds a way to soar.
I'm a being of the two extremes,
A balance of serenity and screams.
A contradiction you might say.
I'm a tangle of chaos and calm,
A peaceful storm, a wild balm.
Serenity dances with insanity,
An equilibrium of duality.
Amidst chaos, peace finds its way,
In peace, chaos bids its stay.
Intertwined, they create life’s symphony.

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Our existence, once cordolium and mysterious,
Now filled with kind mellowness.
You and I, we're frost and inferno,
Dangerously opposite.
But extremely comforting to each other,
When one's existence becomes too much.

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I've deliberately woven my
existence with butterfly lies.
Emotions flood in, an overwhelming tide,
Or numbness sets in, a vacant ride,
Intensity or emptiness, both extremes,
Which is worse? Always unfathomable.
Life's not a bed of roses, I've always known,
But I guess I've only dealt with thorns till now.
I've delicately built up a false facade,
Made friends with serpentine self of mine,
To give me a false sense of peace,
But I've travelled far enough to just leave.

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Sometimes it's easier to hold onto anger than loss and pain.

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We're made of hurricanes and storms,
Our souls are tempestuous, turbulent and fierce.
We bring down the mighty yet offer no peace.
Our hearts are hurricanes, destruction is our guide.
Salvation overlooked, as we rage inside.

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My deep affection for you is a haven and hell, both,
Because the longing for you leaves me breathless,
But the fact you existed, gives me back my breath.

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Give me enough strength to face whatever you have in store for me.

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I am certain,
To others, we don't make sense,
we won't ever will,
Because together we're oxymoron
not expected to work well,
But I'm also certain,
Of how beautifully we do.

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Your words were like caramel,immensely sweet and smooth.
Making my taste buds rejoice and for a moment I was in paradise.
Their embrace was peaceful and warm.
Making my existence experience, a sweet but evanescent euphoria,
And in that embrace, I grew.
But as I turned beautifully silver, your entire existence turned cold.
Your words became icicles, hurting me relentlessly.
Caught up in the lavender haze, I didn't realize your sweet affection, was actually a landslide.
When the lavender haze cleared, I felt the comedown.
And what left behind were two bitter facts;
Extreme sweetness was damaging,
And I never had a sweet tooth.
As time ticked away, I found a way out from all the mess you pulled me into.
I healed and became whole,
While you, you remained sickly sweet,
But suffered at the hands of bitter anguish.
As I started colouring out of the lines,
You realized I'm not the same.
It's been a while since you and I been where
we started,
And now you can't even look at me in the eye.

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Imperfection doesn't means something is wrong with you,
It means there's room for growing for you.
So always remember your imperfections will never make you a lesser human being.

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