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a collision.
I despise your confidence.
You seem unbreakable.
Your footprint is left intact on this floor that we share.
You look taller than you are,
your confidence casts its shadow upon me.
You are a magnet.
You attract every bit of matter so easily.
Your voice is haughty.
Your laughter rebounds so easily.
You look so arranged I think you are perfect.
So perfectly arranged ,
There is no way you could be wrecked with problems.
You make that companion of yours look ten times better.
When that confidence of yours exudes,
Against the force of gravity
Your companion’s confidence exudes at the same level.
Both your voices seem one.
You, and your companion
Are two powerful forces not to be reckoned with.
And so this empty darkness tries to approach the sparks of light.
At first sight darkness resigns miserably, seeing something not used to.
When darkness casts those eyes upon sparks of light,
Those eyes are taken aback.
Force of light is simply too strong.
It is quite a different story when darkness’ twin comes along.
Darkness easily smiles when it sees it twin,
those frightened eyes find a niche in reflections of weakness.
Darkness hesitantly thinks,
Can there be a joint between black and yellow?
Darkness only knows of a black, ugly, petrified world.
Darkness through the hazy thick black fog tries to see beyond
The rays of bright light that turn eyes aback.
Darkness keeps its distance,
and tries to imagine an illusion;
Darkness imagines another twin in place of those bright rays.
And as darkness smiles and says hellowwww,
With last few letters echoing--
Darkness is quickly sucked into the bright light
And is no more able to dream illusions.
As darkness is sucked in into your world,
You quickly pay attention.
Your bright light of confidence which doesn’t stop shining
Is intrigued by darkness’ faint echo.
You,
like you had on your companion,
Try to reflect your light.
But darkness has used an illusion to encounter you.
now sucked into your light, without a niche of illusion,
Darkness is lost. Darkness is gasping to breathe.
Darkness s l o w l y becomes vulnerable.
I, shaken, say how are you.
