Dichotomous Sentiments

I can write about the fallen angels and the rise of diabolical demons,

Also, the species that fall in-between; the cryptic humans.
 

I can write about the inner peace and the superficial cacophony,

Also, the myriad universal symphony.
 

I can write about the clear sky and the tempestuous sea,

Also, the nature’s compelling artistry.
 

I can write about that first secretive glance and the last kiss saying goodbye,

Also, the immense affection it brings along thereby.
 

I can write about the long lost love and the incipient romance,

Also, the state when one is in a lovesick trance.
 

I can write about the shallow hearts and the profound heartbreak,

Also, about all the complexities our heart invariably takes.
 

I can write about the love accepted and the agonizing love unrequited,

Also, the silly dopamine responsible for the emotions incited.
 

I can write about the morning glory and the evening primroses,

Also, about their charm in poems and proses.
 

I can write about the blossoming youth and the perishing senility,

Also, the life’s perpetual fragility.
 

What I fail to write is about your mere pretence and my eternally generous love,

Words fall short for a masquerader and a mourning dove.

Reviews

[Bharath Mutyala]

Wow that was really something. I am no poet nor am I a good critique of poetry but I can feel the emotions you're trying to express through each line in this poem and that title couldn't be more apt.Hope you write more pieces like this. All the best.
Cheers :)
Bharath

[Neha Sharma]

Thank you. :)