A symphony
Is never made
Of a single note.
The high and
the low
The bottom and
the flow
The hydrogen and
The oxygen
Give birth
To life
The essence
strikes.
A lifeless cord
A double bond
A single one though
A benzene ring
Volatile,
Yet there
Stronger and
Strain.
The push
And the pull…
Opposite polls
Attract…
In character
Repel…!!
I wish
I wished
I saw
I shivered…
Yet standing
Shoulder to
Shoulder
I feel strong…
Secure
With me.
Cut throat
Stab
Thrust
The hate love.
In theory
May not be
But
Reality
Is for me.
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