You and I
A figure has its shadow,
And a sound its echo.
You and I are a similar pair-
But not so well do we fare.
'Cos you're my distorted shadow,
And a perverse, contradictory echo.
I gaze at the rainbow with childlike glee,
You just shrug at the natural phenomenon.
A flowing, silver cascade again
Is for you a mere force of gravitation.
I rejoice when I hear wedding bells,
But you think of fetters and shackles.
Marital bliss as I see
Is for you a doom in disguise.
I find in the babe a bundle of joy,
The same, for you, is a burden of yoke.
I love youth, mirth and laughter;
Brooding alone is what you prefer.
I greet the that is born;
You weep the day that is gone.
You scowl at the black cloud,
I smile at the silver lining behind.
Firm is my faith in Providence;
Resigned, you are, to Destiny.
North and south poles are, indeed, opposite-
Yet, there's an attraction they cannot resist.
An eggshell houses yolks two- yellow and white,
My soul ,alike ,holds minds two- grim and bright.
An intriguing psycho-paradox, perhaps,
Hard to define, harder to live with.
