I-ii

I'm bad, so much that even devils fear

I'm good, more than an angel appear

I'm black,I'm white

Colours never know my life's plight
They no more shine bright

Maybe just little shades of dark and light !

My hands,my legs are weak
No sprints, I fight no more
Fragile I may seem, yet agile I am
My spirit,however,crumbles no more
In its quest, free like the roaring shore !

With you, I smile

Why waste a tear, in moments  worthwhile !

Truth I speak, lies I despise

Yet wonder

Can above the rest, I rise?

Of my existence, no one else know
No fear, no tensions,no fake emotions to show
Maybe I won't reach the heights you achieved
But, I also won't drop too low

Average and mediocre I am, they say
Maybe unlike you, I can't make 'today' my day !

Sometimes, even I'm confused

Standing at the crossroads,which path to choose

Explore my chances, or walk down the used?

Things I do aren't perfect

Neither am I, as my flaws reflect

You aren't either, with due respect .

Imperfections I adore

For they're the results my actions bore

At times, even as I live, I die

A rather lifeless soul, I sigh !

I love life as much as its end
Even the thrills at the crossroads and bends
Knowing how
Even the spices of life,death blends