The world of sister & brothers
The world of remorse and hope
It gives all - In balance
As happiness & pain are same
Two sides of same dame
Just hormones - they claim
So what is it, the state to be
What causes the harmony
Is it the power? The fame?
No, they r just another form of tragedy
It requires the knowledge of 'me'
And the satisfaction of - being
They call you from all sides
Mute cacophony, colorful and blind
You still find your wish - you live.